Author is Terry Pratchett. The book is Pyramids. And Ptraci is the queen of Djelibeybi. And if Terry Pratchett does it, it's good enough for me."Bayli...looked shocked. "She reads Pratchett?"Cindy touched me like I was her little sister. "She does. And obviously she remembers what she reads." I'm so sorry, Terri. I thought they were exaggerating," Bayli said."That's okay, Bayli," I said. "I understand." Cindy," Bayli said, "You're bad enough, but everybody's sort of getting used to you. I didn't. I learned sometime later why her panty took this shape, it was the outer folds of her pussy, my friends knew all this stuff, I was such an idiot.She bent at the waist to smooth, adjust, and tug at the hose getting it adjusted just so. Her tits bulged out the top of her bra making them look so much bigger. As she stood she turned to look in her mirror. She turned and looked at her butt, tugging at the hose making them fit her body perfectly. I loved looking at her in the hose and knew I would. Hayat had Katie Wetzel, a glamorous station celebrity, on his arm. She was on the panel of a popular talk-show for women. The cameraman made sure to zoom in on the couple because the woman was braless in a near-sheer, white blouse and black mini-skirt. She was leaving nothing to the imagination. The woman's perfect figure made the already painful breakup sting even more. And they weren't where you go to have a casual date. It was an exclusive, trendy club. Hayat was there for the cameras and. I arrived wearing the aforementioned girdle under a nice pair of slackswith a polo shirt on top. Might as well present myself well, was mythinking as to what I wore. I limped up to the door of her home in afairly upscale neighborhood and rang the bell noticing the nameplate overthe button. It read "Dr. & Mrs. Conroy". I never thought she mightmarried. What the fuck is up with this?The apparent, Mrs. Conroy, answered the door still in her uniform. "HiBrent, come on in would you like a beer or.