What was I doing? How far would this go? I needed thisflat. "Are you sure nothing else would make Tracey feel safe?"Sarah nodded. "She broke up wi...h her last boyfriend when he refused towear the panties she had bought for him and she told me she had thoughthe was THE ONE." Great. But I don't want to be her boyfriend, I want to be yourboyfriend," I pleaded."I gave Tracey my word that if she did not feel safe with you in the flatthat I would support her." Even to the point of me dressing as. The next morning, he hit the electronics store and picked up a bunch of motion activtated hidden cameras for his house. They were almost undetectable if you didn’t know what to look for, and they were easy to install as well. By lunchtime, Ron had gone home and installed the cameras in all the rooms of his house. Shortly after that he set up his computer to record their feeds and linked his cell phone in to be able to pull a live feed as well. Unfortunately, Ron had to go to a client meeting. She called over her thirteen year old sister when she saw her walking past and took some of the vodka she had stolen as well as a cigarette.Alice was bored, and it took a shock from Hugo, her boyfriend's best friend to bring her out of her daydream. He came behind her and pulled her off the swing, leaving her legs dangling long enough to be able to slide his hand underneath her skirt and onto her knickers. She glared at him as she regained her balance – it was not the first time he had done. It was my turn next. To begin with I kept everything folded, the wingswere closed around the tail and the skirt hung loosely over my thighs.It still looked like a reasonably good costume as I slowly walked downthe slope, wiggling my bottom just enough to look like I was trying.Only my sister and I knew that I could do a much more outrageous wiggle.She had spent the last three weeks teaching me how. As I neared thebottom of the slope I released the valve that inflated the skirt using asmall.