She never left her home without being dressed and made up, she loved the attention.I was an 11 year old boy, but had been coming to their home to wait...on the school bus every morning since the day I started school. Most every morning she would still have on her sheer negligee top and bottom. Even though I was young and didn't really know about sex, I loved looking at her breast and pussy through the sheerness. I used to look forward to it every day.There was one morning school had been. They claim she ran away.”Alfred considered the turn of events. It looked like an opening had presented itself.“Base, Twenty-three.”“Twenty-three.”“Investigate a possible ten forty-eight at the Super Eight Motel in Elm Grove.”A ten forty-eight? Not many people tried to impersonate a police officer anymore. Today’s holographic badges and identity cards were impossible to duplicate. “Roger base, ETA seven minutes.”This early in the day, the Super Eight’s parking lot was nearly empty. Most. That actually left the men more puzzled than relieved."I've had a nice talk with Clark. I admitted that I pushed him beyond what any of you had to deal with - that he was an experiment. He forgave me, I think," Julia chuckled. "I asked him how bad it really was when it happened. His answer was interesting."He said his first reaction was guilt. That's right. He felt that it was wrong for anyone but Muriel to see him aroused. But we all know what happened afterwards. The woman that he was. The skirt was one she had had for a long time and was showing it’s age. Some in the past she had shortened it by simply cutting it off with scissors. Naturally over the years it had begun to fray and whenever the threads hanging down became too long, they were snipped off. I had not seen her wear it for a while so was pleased to see that it was now about mid-thigh length when she was sitting down, although a little longer than that when standing. Her blouse was open to below her breasts.