Chris smiled as he looked at me then disappeared with his bags into the front bedroom. I carried mine into the back bedroom, and then skulked my way b...ck to the sofa. I really didn't want to know what Joe and Chris had planned but it really didn't matter. I already knew that I was in for a degrading week. After about 30 minutes of watching bad TV, Chris finally emerged from his bedroom with a bag in hand. "Here you go Kara. These are some of the things that I brought from home for you. Now it's. For now, he thought, the safest thing was to just get on with the job and keep everything on a professional footing. He caught his eyes wandering down to Allison's ankles. Actually, he thought, she has got quite good legs and I could imagine..."Can we just finish this?" Allison snapped him back to where his attention should be."Yes, of course," George responded apologetically. "Of course." And then I wondered if you might like to join me for dinner?"For George this was all going too fast and he. " "I'm sorry but we are not allowed to enter a customer's home." "Is this your last delivery for the night?" "Yes." Then you are not in any hurry and nobody will know. Come on it." She shifted and the top of her towel slipped enough to show one of her nipples. "Oops, she giggled." I thought for a minute and then stepped in. She turned and walked into another room. I enjoyed watching the way her ass swayed as she walked. A minute later she walked back in with money in her hand but. "What about something like this?" my mom asked a few minutes later. Ihadn't really found anything that seemed right."Are you serious?" I asked her incredulously. She was holding up a long,blonde wig. It was straight and had some darker highlights. It waspretty much a Hannah Montana wig! "Have you ever seen the show?"Mom grinned, letting me know that she knew what she was doing. "Yes,I've seen the show. Come over here."She led me over to where she had found the wig. It had been nestledbetween a.