Mevrouw Diana wacht al op mij. Ze is gekleed in eendonkerrode leren broek en een bijpassende blouse. Aan haar voeten draagtzij een paar torenhoge naal...hakken.Uit een kast haalt zij wat kleding. Eerst een slipje. Echt veel om hetlijf heeft het niet, maar het bedekt in elk geval mijn gevalletje. Zegeeft een paar witte dunne sokken aan en ik trek ze aan. Ook het overhemdis wit. Al is overhemd een groot woord, het lijkt wel een blouse. Demouwen zijn vrij wijd en sluiten dan weer strak rond mijn. He ordered something called a "Shirley Temple." I don't know whatwas in it but it was good, I had a total of three that night and canproudly say that they didn't affect me in the least.Fred treated me just like a real, grown up, woman. We even danced a fewtimes. The food was delicious and the dancing fun. During some of the dancingwe were so close that I felt I had a hard on; fortunately, I always worea panty girdle when dressed like Grace, always; because when her, Ialmost always got a hard on. . I'll come right out and say that we even love you guys, a lot! So I'm actually relieved that wasn't what you came here to tell us. But ... I'll be the first to admit, this was a bit of a surprise." We figured it would be," Bill finally said jumping in after being silent most of the evening. "But Susan and I have talked about it at length, and came to the same conclusion about it. But we did so for the very reasons you just mentioned. Because we love you guys too, and wouldn't have asked this. Your age.”Jenny’s eyes popped open at that. “Three?” she said weakly.“Wasn’t the only time, either. A few years later they were shopping in town when three men went after the women in the family. He found them manhandling the women and knocking his son around. He took on all three and carved them into steaks with their own knives. He was a man you stood aside for when he walked down the street.”“Jesus Christ!” Mandy said lowly.“The really tough one, though, was his son, Enoch. Mamas would tell.