" It's like I told her. I'm not completely for it, but I can't deny the fact that is seems to work. Even when I still think that it is wrong to make p...ople behave by scaring them, but I do see some benefits coming from it. And when you think about it, this system isn't that new. In medieval times, they tied some criminals to a pillory, sometimes even naked, as a punishment. And they did this, to humiliate them and making them think twice before breaking the laws again." Now that you say it, I. Miss Garland was the tallest woman I had ever seen, about 6 feet tall, I would say. As a result, her boobs _ huge melons that bounced when she walked _ lined up exactly with my eyes. She had arrived that night four years before with no bra on. Dad was still living with us then, and I noticed that he got very quiet during the meal. Mom was all friendly and bubbly, and I guess it's because of the lesbian thing, which no one but dad knew about yet.Well, I don't think Miss Garland caught me staring. Grabbing a beer from the fridge, I sat down and tried to understand what had just happened. Sam’s words kept coming back to me, but why had I reacted so strongly? It didn’t make sense because I wasn’t attracted to him in any way. I decided he was just trying to wind me up.“Fuck you, Sam.” I said out loud.I jumped as my phone buzzed and for a second I thought it was Sam, but it was Sophie texting me.Hi babe, you OK?Yes, fine you?Not really. Mum’s in a bad way and it’s snowing hardShit, that’s. When looking in the mirror I discovered that the body was extremely sensual thanks to the lingerie, it was as if it highlighted more it's attributes.To complete my task, I now needed clothes to sleep. I searched a lot in those closets for pajamas, but it was in vain. The simplest clothes than I found it was a semi-transparent nightgown, that resembled that during my stay in Mars I would have to sleep wearing a nightgown as a bride on her wedding night.I went to the bed. The following day would.