Sira turned around to face her dresser and bent to pull out what looked like a wide belt made of pale leather from the lowest drawer. The sight of the...double peaches of her ass, covered by a tight layer of the fabric of her jeans, made me sigh a little in appreciation. She leaned her head past her long legs to look at me upside down with a wide gleaming smile stretched across her face. “Gotcha! Please take off your pants and underwear.” She straightened, and said with a sudden note of easy. Sorry, Hester said. I should have mentioned that can happen once its run its course. Porphyria tried to reply but the pain made it too hard. Eventually she settled down. I dont remember anything. Did we… Porphyria said, and then realized that she was naked and sweaty and sore. She felt sick again, but dressed herself without incident. Hester seemed bored as she watched, sliding back into her own clothes. Porphyria did not look at Hester, or seemingly anything at all, after they left the. In the bottom shelves of high heeled shoes and the flat ones she wore at work. No underwear in there, I was a little disappointed. So I turned to the chest of drawers, open the top drawer...eureka!!!!! Panties and lots of them, all folded neatly but they didn't look like the ones she wore under her uniform, these were more brightly coloured and seemed to have less actual material but more just lace. I touched a pair, my cock almost erupted!! I opened another drawer, it was full of bras,. His mother came by just about every day anyway and often cooked for him.He was brought down to the office on a couple occasions to see me, and it soon became apparent that our offices were not really suitable for wheelchair access. We had to get the car park attendant and one of our own chaps to lift the chair up a couple steps to get him in. Once in, he was okay.I wasn't aware of this problem at first, but once I knew about it I said that in future I would come to him - he only lived about.