Of course, Jim didn't know it but I was not looking, I already had my chick with me."Oh wow isn't that Sidney over there?" Meg cried."Where," Jim jerk...d around and looked in the direction Meg was pointing turning his back to us."Over there by the entrance to Sears," Meg said. At the same time, she was pointing with one hand for Jim her, other hand reached over grabbed mine, stuck it under her top, and cupped my hand over her bare breast. She pulled it back out before Jim turned back to face us. If she practiced the words on the tape, it might help. That first night when she got home, she had listened to it. Then she set up another recorder and recorded his word followed by her pronunciation of the same word. She went on to the end of the tape. Then she played back the comparison. It was terrible. Where in the world had she picked up such habits and why hadn't she ever been corrected by high school french teachers?After two weeks of hard, every night study and work, even she could hear. Instead of walking in silence, I started up a conversation with the well fit sentinel. “Worked here long?” I asked, as she got in step with me.“Long enough.” she replied, not seeming interested in small talk.“I like your hair.” I continued, “Wish my hair was like that.”“I’m not gay.” she huffed, and pointed up the stairs.“Neither am I.” I shrugged, and started up the steps.She followed behind me until we got to the top and she marched me down the corridor to the last office on the end. We. It was now time for a garter belt and stockings. She placed the garterbelt on and placed the garters down though panties. Then she pulledeach stocking up my leg attaching them to the garters. I found thefeeling of the stockings running up my legs even better then thepanties. My penis was once again was fully erect and now just thefeeling of the stocking on my legs didn't help it go away.As Stacy had me go across the room, to put on the three inch heels I wasto wear, I look at myself in the.