She got angry and sent me out of the house. The next day morning she rang me to come at 2.00 pm as she wanted to say some thing. I felt strange but I ...ent to her home at 2.00 pm. I rang bell and she opened the door of her house and as I entered she lock it. I noticed she had alleady changed into night clothes and was wearing a very loose top with a open neck with short. She was looking too sexy.She got me a glass of juice. On two or three occasions she bent down in front of me as i had seated. I glared at Tara and she went back to grilling the ham steaks.“So anyway, I figured dressing Angie couldn’t be much harder than dressing Savannah. All I had to do was pick a nice outfit and help her put it on. It sounded so easy.”Tara and I both laughed. We didn’t laugh meanly, but we did laugh. Mum’s training about not laughing only protected Angie, not our friends – or each other. Liz pouted at us.“You told her she couldn’t wear her purple shoes, didn’t you?” I asked.“Yeah,” she admitted, not. She was beyond embarrassed. Kelly had always been a shy girl and this was by far the most daring thing she had ever done.When it was all said and done, Brian handed her back her dress and she quickly put it back on. Brian paid up and handed her cash then gave her his email saying, "Let me know if you ever want to make even more money doing something similar."Brian decided to move on and walked a few blocks down and spotted an attractive 30-something year old businesswoman who looked as though. Cool, Donna replied. I guess I will finish my shower after it is fixed. I apologized. I had forgotten that she was taking a shower. Donna leaned sideways and eased into a stationary position on her butt. Her blonde hair was wet and dripped on to her soft and tanned shoulders. The towel was wrapped tightly around her and tucked securely between her breasts. I slipped the newer section of the pipe into place to insure it would be a good fit. I looked at Donna. Can you do me a favor? I asked..