" I watched as she fingered the star pendant around her neck. I had felt so guilty for wearing it all those years never trying to rely on its power bu... on my own. I just hope that the charge I put into it every week made it a hell of a lot stronger than it was.Then it hit me, "Two days!!! My god I'll never be ready in time. Help me up Cloe I have to start building up again I am going to have to push as hard as I can and hope I don't over extend." As I started my exercises I noticed out the. The first group of designs was 'Virtual Clothing for the Virtual Business'. Three models came on stage wearing real, blue, pin-stripe suits with professional-length skirts, a white shirt and tie. They came to center stage to meet the three golden girls.The first took off her jacket, revealing a blue pin-stripe suit jacket with white shirt and tie — all virtual.The second took off her jacket, revealing a white virtual blouse. She removed the tie, left the collar in place, folded back as though. That’s much better.’ ‘Thank you Sir.’ ‘Spread you legs apart. Are you wearing panties?’ ‘Oh yes Sir. I always wear panties.’ ‘That’s a good thing Diana. I don’t want you to take them off. Raise your skirt up and drape your legs over the sides of the chair, no no, not both on one side — one leg on either side. That’s it. Let me have a good look at those pretty panties you’re wearing.’ She was a sight to behold. Splayed out before him like an orchid, her breasts red and raw from his sucking and. There was the barest suggestion of an impish smile playing at the corners of Shannon's mouth as each gliding stride displayed the smooth length of an incredibly pale leg. The intermittant glimpse of damp, red-gold curls, coyly peeked from under the split of the towel as she sashayed from her bath. My gaze shuddered up each long, graceful curve as she approached until I was lost in the dialated, dark pools of of her glittering, green, upturned eyes.Wrapping my arms about this humid beauty, I was.