When it came to clothes, I was dressed in delicious lingerie. Black nylons with azure briefs and my favorite bra, half a body, in the same color. Then...a white blouse and a black leather skirt with a side gap. Of course, the gray high heels were not to be missed. I thought about what Clair would look like. Something had to be done ...The bell rang. Clair was at the door. I opened the door and saw that she felt pretty uncomfortable. I gave her a light kiss and told her I was thrilled that she was. " Hi, but please call me Whit. I'd like to think we got to know each other well enough to avoid such formalities." Yeah," she said wistfully before continuing. "I don't think we could have solved the 'Red Monday case' without your help. Besides, I really enjoyed working with you." Same here Susan. You and Jim were an absolute pleasure to work with." I noticed you didn't mention my roommate." I know you have feelings for her, but she nearly ruined my life." Well you can't blame her for being. How decadent she thought. he hands where hooked up above her head, her feet barley touching the floor in her heels. She watched him turn to the wal and flip a switch, there was a glare of light as she saw herself on the large plasma screen. He walked back to her hanging there helpless. He took off her shoes and stockings. He could see her discomfort at the stretch of her arms. He turned on the shower adjusting the temperature to luke warm. Watching her face knowing she was wondering what he was. He followed her out on the porch, invited her to a rocking chair and sent one of the pledges off for a couple of beers. Vixen told him about her day-care work and tight schedule after they exchanged names and shook hands."Hm," he said, rubbing his chin theatrically, "maybe we can help. Our housemother just quit; the welcome-back party was too much for her. Anyhow, we have to find somebody."Vixen blinked at him and laughed. "Housemother, me?" She poked herself in the sternum."Sure," he said,.