I hugged Lore, her shirt damp with sweat.Lore moved closer, her hand on my knee to balance herself. When she leaned forward, I almost got a clean view...down her shirt. Get a grip! What was I thinking?"We won that game, and the championship."So, where was the kiss? What was I missing? "And the third?"Lore's hand moved from my knee to my lower thigh. I wiggled in place, hoping Lore would release her grip. If I wasn't at full length before, I was now."Then, about a week later, I drove Annie. ."Well what to do? I couldn't wander out in the hall and try to find theAssistant--not like this! But there was another door from the LockerRoom It led into some kind of dressing room where the Bar Girls changeclothes, and I found an outfit: Only it was awfully skimpy, and Irealized that if I didn't want to attract too much attention, I'dbetter wear the whole thing...."Minutes later I was dressed in these skyscraper heels, these bad blacknet pantyhose, and this crushing black corselette, with. "Three's too many as is!" she exclaimed as the swinging door banged shut behind her and their youngest son ran out to quickly take care of the couriers seated at the bar."I take it it's not normally like this," commented Misty, finding herself nervously glancing at the mirror behind the bar, yet seeing no invisible ghosts reflected in its surface that instead showed an empty room.Miranda shook her head; giving a short wave to a courier she couldn't recall the name of. "Nope. It's just the time. He went down to one knee to retrieve them. Taking that time to get the door open, I looked to see just what was taking him so long to rise, that we I saw his eyes move over to my red garter belts falling from underneath my skirt. Smiling, I didn't say a word, just walked inside knowing that he would be following me. As I put away the groceries I heard him open my fridge and and some glasses. I felt the loud clank as they placed on the counter. He poured himself and I some wine. As I was done.