Bill said to me perhaps I should change for him, I looked at him puzzled,as he continued that he had several things in his spare room wardrobe that wo...ld delight me and him if I wore them for him.I placed my drink down on the table as we went into his spare room, Bill opened the wardrobe, I gasped and squealed with delight, as in front of me where several very sexy, and expensive evening gowns and fur coats, as well as at least 2 fur stoles and Bill knew I was in heaven.I chose a Black. "It's him; the bastard who raped me. He's here, he's in room two with Susan!" Are you sure? Mike's been a coming here for years off and on, he's a bit rough but I never took him for a rapist?" Doreen asked, a concerned look on her heavily made up face.Pamela broke down and fell into her Aunt Doreen's arms sobbing, she told her every detail of what that man had done to her on that cold wet night. Doreen poured them both a stiff drink and they began to plot Pamela's revenge."Revenge is dish best. As I knocked at teh door, it opened after a small pause. A real angel opened the door. It was a woman, very beautiful, small but very sexy. She had large brown eyes, a round fairy face, white small frame, thick pouting lips, red with lipstick. She wore a long cotton skirt with a yellow cotton top which gave out the clear outline of a big bust. Her hair was cut close, like a boy’s and she had beautiful curls running down her beautiful face.“Yes? how may I help you? Sorry Kishan is not at home.. When she told me to eat my dinner or do my homework, take a bath maybe and go to bed? Yeah. I liked it a lot. I wanted her to baby-sit me forever.I loved her because she didn't love me. Like how could she? I'm about four years younger than Jocelyn is and when you're still a teenager, that's a lifetime. I was her little brother's friend, which made me a serious suspect. Every little thing that went wrong in her life, every time she lost her keys or couldn't find her hair brush, it was our fault..