He'd started off helping his mother clean up the old junk in the attic, and then she'd come across the box with her wedding dress in it. Much to his d...light, it also contained her wedding lingerie: a teasingly sexy white lace corset, a tiny g-string, and sheer white gossamer stockings with intricate lace bands at the top. The box also carried a pair of white high-heeled slingbacks, the perfect shoes to go with the perfect outfit. When she had it all on, she looked just like something out of the. It's not even likeI'm THAT physically attracted to them, but the fact that they view me asa hot, sexy woman, as a goddess... That sends 'tingles' through my bodythat I haven't felt in a long, long time. Not since I first starteddressing up as a woman, anyway... At the back of my head, there's atiny, minuscule voice that's almost making me question what I'm doing,but the truth is that I'm liking this, all the attention I'm getting.No, not liking- I'm LOVING everything about this.Kayla and I. Oh my god, I was sore! My pussy was sore, my arms were sore, my thighs actually trembled when I tried to move… What in the hell was I doing last night? Then Catherine sighed and shifted in her sleep, pulling the covers up, and it all came back. Well, most of it anyway. I looked at the smooth curve of her spine, her hair spilling over her shoulders like a river of fire, and felt faint. I didn’t even want to think about what I’d done or said the night before. I had to get my stuff and get the. It's about Mark. He's dead, last night, as I hear it, in a car wreck."I sighed. While the work I'd been doing for Mark's office would be missed by me-- and Mel-- I was less than likely to miss Mark himself given that, out of all of our customers, he was, to me, the single biggest flaming asshole I had ever had the misfortune to work with ... or, indirectly, for, and, let me tell you, I have worked with some prize assholes in my time. If you've worked for any length of time you have some.