He chuckled. ‘My dear, you’re lucky it’s just me, for I am certainly not Lucifer … your situation would be most dire if he sat before you. ‘... know you’re not … THE Satan…’ I mumbled, ‘but I thought, I thought I could…’ ‘Drive me away with archaic words?’ He supplied. I nodded lamely. He chuckled again. ‘Well, my dear. Three things that prevent that little plan.’ He began. ‘One, you’re on unholy ground. Two, that doesn’t really work unless you’re holding a cross. And three, since I am neither in. I almost always found something new to wear, and tonight was no exception, and even better, the section was empty, so I was free from the judging eyes of men and women alike! I found a matching satin thong and pushup bra set (leopard print! So sexy!) in my size (size 6 panties at the time and a 32C - I like to stuff the bras I wear to feel like a sexy gurl). Even better, I found a pair of sheer black silk thigh-highs that were my size. In a fit of lust, I decided to go look at shoes, and found. " Do you think they are virgins?" I wondered.“Yes, the two blondes are, but not the one with short hair. I Guess there are a lot of boys in her class who have jerked off to those tits.”"Did you see the lady in the shower?" asked Fiona."Yes, she's mature and sexy?" Yes, I got horny from watching her. She looked like a porn star." She had a shaved pussy too, and the lovely big and brown tits." I guess you wanted to lick those nipples," I teased."Mmmm," said Fiona, drinking her beer.After a few. Maybe if my hair was a little longer, styled and curled. I knew I would make a pretty girl.Over the next few days, I thought of almost nothing else. My desire to try on Sandra's things grew to an ache .I never even dreamed my mother might wear anything as nice as Sandra. Besides, it was a longstanding rule in our house, that you didn't go into other people's belongings and you respected the privacy of others if you wanted the same in return. It was different with Sandra she had asked me to help.