" (I couldn't think how; I could hardly breath now, but she wasthe expert and I was sure she knew what she was talking about.)Bra, breast forms, and c...ntrol knickers followed. They were very similarto the things I had bought for myself, which was a reassurance. Onceattired in underwear, Imogene produced a gorgeous royal-blue sheath dress,with long sleeves and a high neckline. "This will hide your arm and bodyhair," Imogene announced. "If you do depilate, I have loads of morerevealing outfits. His chest clenched a little when he saw her, a small smile appearing. She already felt like home."Hey."Seeing his face, his smile, even just hearing his voice, caused all, well most, of her stress to fall away. Her shoulders relaxed, and a soft smile spread across her face. How could she have missed him so much when she hadn't been gone that long ... and really, they'd only just met?Sitting cross-legged on the bed in front of him, she echoed his greeting. "Hey." Seeing the dark circles under. I was lost in her beauty, she was wearing a tight black sleeveless t shirt from which her bra straps were visible and hot pants. She had a cute face with luscious lips and a sexy neck, coming down she had a great pairs of boobs a perfect hourglass figure and rounded ass. She shook me then I came back to my senses. I introduced myself, she remembered my name .She welcomed me in gave me water. And asked about my studies and syllabus. I told her everything but my mind and eyes were rolling on her. Marsdale, wife of the director of the Marina Tennis Clinic to socialize with some of the other women associated with the club and she was rather pleased about it.Quickly, she dabbed some perfume behind her ears and frantically raced around looking for her car keys. At last she found them and was on her way. She arrived a little late but hoped that Mrs. Marsdale was sufficiently flexible to tolerate tardiness.Nina Marsdale stood framed in the doorway in answer to the doorbell, a radiant smile on.