It took me almost two weeks to prepare, two long weeks in which I wondered many times, if I was doing the right thing, but driven by a hatred for the ...an that had stolen my family away. Using the catalog as a road map, I managed to take my own measurements, writing them down carefully, comparing them to the list I had of her clothes. Michelle wore a size ten, a 36 'B' bra, with a 24 inch waist, something I did not have. At best, my waist was 27, but I was pretty sure that I could manage 24. In the lift I rested against the back mirrored wall, waiting to reach my 21st floor office. On the second floor the doors opened and Danielle strutted in. As I saw the knee high boots that she was donning my dick twitched and I instinctively tried to shift it but it was too late. She looked at my slacks, whispered good morning, threw me her nasty lil smirk and turned her back to me. I’d had enough. The doors slid shut and I moved closer behind her. I placed my hand onto her waist and jerked her. ‘It’s time for you to go.’ Donna slowly rolled onto her back, her eyes opening to look up at him. She smiled and reached out for his hand. He let her take it, and watched as she pulled it to her cheek. He was surprised at how good he felt, how in control for the first time in far to long. ‘Good morning,’ she said, her lips gently caressing his hand. ‘Good morning,’ he responded, slowly pulling his hand from her grasp. ‘I brought you your suitcase so you can dress. It’s time for you to go,’ he. He sent me over with top line whisky and she insisted I drink the good scotch as well.” Eve laughs again. “However, the long and the short of it is Dean was born a bit premature and is my son. So I want him to live with us. I’ve no idea how we’re going to tell him this.”By now Alice has worked it out from what Pat had said a moment ago, but the statement on parentage catches Eve by surprise and her jaw drops open. She gulps and says, “Damn, that was unexpected! I’m too young to be a.