The very opposite of Vanessa -emotional, impulsive, caring.Hormones? Could that be it? Chemistry is the scientific explanation.But somehow my change...seemed more spiritual than chemical. It had beensudden, like an epiphany, sparked by those blue eyes."Tonight?" he said. Then he detected something in my demeanor andasked, "What is going on?" I having been lying to you," I said. There - it was done, even thoughI knew that all the strange hopes that were running through my head,about a life. He gasps as he sees that I’m not wearing any panties, just the corset, garter and stockings under my clothes. He tells me what a sexy creature I am, and proceeds to climb on top of me, kissing me while his fingers slowly work their way into my hot wet pussy. His fingers slowly enter me, first one, then the other. He slides his fingers back and forth inside of me, teasing me. He removes his fingers and with me watching him, puts them in his mouth and starts licking them. Then he leans back down. Let me describe our apartment at the time. It was a first floor apartment of an older house in a nice neighborhood. When you entered the front door of the house, there were stairs in front of you, to the upstairs apartment. There was a door to the left (our main entrance) and one to the right (actually our bedroom, although we never used that door). When you entered our apartment, you were in our living room. Think of a U to get to our bedroom. From the living room, you either went into our. My treat." Oh Denise, you've done so much already, I couldn't..." Hey, we girls have got to look out for each other. Besides, it's not a problem, I'm rich, remember?"They both laughed and, at last, Lynn felt as if she might be able to put her life back together after all. They finished breakfast and shared the dishes, Lynn washing while Denise dried."Now call me to let me know how you are, OK?" said the blue eyed beauty as she picked up her purse and headed for the door."I will... Denise?"The.