00am in the morning, it read --- Dearest Annette.I have ordered some lovely silky, slippery Panties from that site you showed me, a pair in Ivory size...20, they are for you to add to your underwear drawer, I hope you like them! The other pair are the one's I want you to wear for me, they are Purple and trimmed with Cream lace, also a size 20! When they come I shall wank in them and cover them in spunk, ready for you to wear for me! I hope to have them with the week and I shall let you know when. ?Watty looked stubborn. ?I will not thank—?KICK! Carmel’s knee crashed into Watty’s testicles, and he buckled. He fell to the ground, and she pulled him up by his ear.?Now as I said, you are to thank Mr. Copeland. If you keep acting up like this, I’ll make you kiss Mr. Copeland’s muddy boots as well, Watson.?Tears of humiliation sogged his cheeks, but Watty finally said ?Th-thank you Mis-Mister Copeland for your efforts, sir.??Ain’t no thang? Cope said cheerfully as he put his things away.. The chemist's bag turned up quite quickly in the paper-for-recycling sack down in the cellar. Fiona really is one for saving the planet, a mistake, I think, on this occasion. But my search of the rest of the house proved fruitless at first.Then I thought about opening those unpleasant little bags that Fiona, — like most ladies — have reason to deposit in the trash bin for a few days every month. Luckily I didn't have to open and search any of them. The one I was after was conspicuous because it. It had been ages since she was this flustered. She was beginning to consider doing something about this. “It might help me sleep,” her inner sexual deviant pleaded with her trying to convince her to become a woman once more. What could it hurt? The baby was asleep after all and she was the only one home. She was already almost naked seeing as her shorts and tank top barely covered her sensual curves. Her now one track mind, caused her to drift to her bedroom leaving the windows wide open. As.