I waited a while and became impatient so i decided to try and get to the stock before he arrived.I clambered onto the desk so i could see the boxes on...the other side.I reached out into a box and slipped. In over reaching i had lost my balance and was now stuck on all fours on the desk and i could hear Daz coming down the corridor. I tried but couldnt get back up. At that point he walked in the door. I froze. He could see all, stocking tops, sussies, the tiny little thong i wss wesring and. ..it was done for her this morning, pinned up by her sister before they set off for the church. It would be quite impossible to replicate by herself. She's conscious of the man behind her beginning to shift nervously, his lust now wearing off, and worry about being caught kicking in. Who knows how long they have? So she pins the hair quickly as best she can, splashes water on her face to cool down, and steps into the dress. 'Can you help me fasten it' she says, her voice trembling.He is moving. Don't jump to conclusions. She might just have been in a hurry. He spent the rest of the afternoon with heart racing, worrying if he might have lost the girl he had grown to love so much.***He was trembling when he knocked on her door that evening. Manjula greeted him with a warm smile, which faded as soon as she saw the expression on his face."What is wrong?" I was just—just so scared of what you might think of me. After you saw those sites." They were certainly more than I had ever expected. At full power, the propeller tips were moving at supersonic speed, and the wear was phenomenal. That was why I had been careful not to rev the propeller up to full speed. I wouldn’t do that except for real need. Nevertheless, I expected that the propeller would have to be replaced every week.Anyway, I pulled ahead of AF1 very easily, and I radioed to the women that I was going to try some fancy maneuvers. I asked them to watch, nominally so that they could see if I ran into trouble, but really.