Next, Natalie helps kneels in front of me and beginshelping me into my my butterfly lace stockings. Privately, I rememberseeing her kneeling in front ...f me many times when she and I weretogether, and I also remember how talented she was in that respect; Ihope I can be the same for you! After my stockings are attached, it'stime for the corset and breastforms."This is going to look sooo sexy, and be sooo uncomfortable; are you sureyou don't want to skip it? You're going to look amazing. "That's good enough" she said as he felt a heavy nylon sleeve slip around his wrists and forearms. It completely enveloped everything between his elbows including his hands, cinching tightly from the outside with what felt like industrial-strength velcro attached to elastic straps. He tested it lightly, finding it, like the duct-tape, hopelessly effective."Up." A merciless yank on his chain, and he gained his feet, stepping carefully out of the stall. She ran a towel over his hair, down his. "Laura released Jane from her embrace. Charise was right next to them. Laura barely had to move. She looked at the nervous girl, who now seemed more like a child than a young woman with an alluring, sexy body."Go on, Charise, let her kiss you," Jane prompted.Charise suddenly smiled, a charming, artless, friendly smile. "I'd like to," she said in a very soft voice.Laura extended one hand and caressed Charise's deeply black, smooth cheek with the back of one finger. She brought her face close to. After some pleasantries, I asked if they would like to join Lisa, Susan and me to the dinerthat evening. And sure enough they both were glad to be invited and accepted.We agreed to take off in a single taxi, Mary T and me from our home, picking up Alan on the way,then Lisa and Susan at their home.Just before 8 o'clock the taxi reached it's final destination: the restaurant "Chez Henri".Henri, an old acquaintance, met us himself once we entered inside. He was as always, happyto greet me to his.