Oh, he was humiliated and way beyond what he'd imagined when he thought about being caught but that was no longer the strongest emotion. That slip did...rustle and it had far more layers and gathers than his sisters.Taffeta segmented into three layers sewn together with a layer of chiffon that was trimmed in a wide lace. Each section smaller than the last till those petticoats joined the bodice of the slip. That too was taffeta and laced even around the neckline and he adored that little pink. The next day, Betty wanted to see my list first thing, so I gave her my second list. She got a disgusted look on her face. "You did all that yesterday and I could tell it wasn't what you wanted to do. It was what you had to do. Here," she said, "sit her and write a list of things you really want to do."For a few minutes, I tried to figure a way to play it safe, but in the end, I reached into my bra, where I had hidden my real list. I handed it to her."Now, that's more like it. This we can do.. On the other hand, you can't see her in slinky night wear, or even naked, over the phone.And then she started dating.It's a complicated dynamic, and I won't go into the boring details of all our conversations. I do, however, want to illuminate a couple.The first time dating was mentioned just happened to go like this:Caitlin: I have to go now. There's something I have to do.Bob: (looking at his watch and doing the time conversion, ) It's eight in the evening. Don't you have homework?Caitlin:. I grabbed the Taser andgot her in the ribs. She froze up and tightened as the electricitysurged through her large body.She fell over and started yelling and crying. It was odd to see a grownman cry like that but I certainly couldn't fault her."Thank you," the person occupying the girl's body said while coughing."I am so fucking helpless like this," That language surprised me alittle bit given the source."So ... uh ... what's your name?" I asked.A sheepish expression covered the little girl's.