I tried to pull thefabric down in order to cover up, but it was no use; my legs were simplytoo big. I couldn't see my crotch because of my huge chest... but I knewthat my white panties were completely exposed in this position. Itoccurred to me at once that this was exactly Victor's plan. My facegrew hot from anger and embarrassment. I looked up at Victor andnoticed that he had a very self-satisfied grin on his face. Clearly hisdomination of me was amusing him a great deal."Okay, now that. The door wasn’t even locked! So I got up to leave, and as I got my two friends, her mother and husband said good-bye. She said, “Come back any time.”I soon did come back again on a Tuesday night. Her k**s were asleep. We started again with small talk in the kitchen and moved to the inevitable kiss. Then she laid me on my back on her sofa. She got on top of me and I felt her envelop my hard cock. It was great. I was thrusting up and in and I could see waves of passion wash across her hot, red. I hated midnight shifts and so did ever one else. I was working the patrol division with Deputy Letter so it wasn't so bad. He was okay but I had more interest in the job, than Letter had. His interest was hit or miss. He proved to be interested in the job when it suited him. He liked to pull his badge on young women as a way to impress them. It was a harmless kind of 'me Tarzan you Jane' behavior. I ignored him for the most part and we had forged a working relationship based on that. I ignore. She was absolutely thrilled at the way I now moved and was ableto make adjustments to the dress to improve the way it moved and draped.This soon became a routine as Mother progressed with developing her dressrange. I really enjoyed helping Mum and could see how talented she was inboth creating the designs and selecting the fabrics for the dresses.Slipping on the pantyhose (now sang free) one day, I happen to glance inthe mirror and noticed how scruffy my legs looked with all my leg hairshowing.