He smiled atme and said that was very nice of them. I beamed as I picked up the bag of laundry and my littlestack of quarters and the box of detergent...and kicked ofmy shoes again to head back to the laundry room. Icouldn’t help smiling, I was enjoying doing things forhim, it made me feel useful and appreciated. I started up the laundry, checking the pockets before Iput it each piece in the washer and found his phone inthe pocket of the shorts he had been wearing. I set itaside and started. Conservatively, as always. Cute little mini skirt, short enough to be a little sexy, especially when I'm sitting and the skirt is riding up my thighs but not so short as to look slutty. I picked out a fashionable, yet low cut top to compliment the skirt. My hair is pulled back in my usual ponytail. As always: cute, innocent, hottie me.There was good food, good booze and nice, well-dressed people.And while most of them were my parent's age, that's what I was looking for. There were a couple of. Baggy pants, thick polo neck sweater. Hair back. Sensible shoes." Jeez, and they still got excited?" Yeah, well like I say. They've been deprived. Christ knows what effect I'd have if I did wear something a little sexy." Pandemonium?"Miranda giggled. "At the very least. Wouldn't be fair, though, would it? Poor guys."Ruth was also giggling. "Guess not."She drank the rest of her wine, poured herself and Miranda another glass. "Be pretty mean, in fact," said Miranda. The two women looked at each. " Sure!"I took the lift down to my room and opened the case. I pulled outseveral different garments and put those on the bed. I saw that eachone was linked to the others with a cable. I pulled out the instructionsheet and saw that I was to wear each of the garments and that eachgarment could be sized to fit my body. Several of the garments had long thick tubes sewn into strategiclocations. I ate a quick meal, changed out of my uniform and stood infront of the bed naked.I pulled up the.