I can see a one. It's green. It's very bright. I know I have to find him.He is somewhere in the house and I have to find him. Where ever he is I havet... go there. That's what it means when I see the one. I find him in the library. He is with a woman. He smiles as I arrive and turnsto her. ?There, you see,? he says. ?Now do you believe me?? ?That doesn't prove anything,? she replies. ?There could be a bell, or a light.Remotely controlled. You might have agreed what she was to do.? I just stand. Now hurry up, you are wasting my time."I took off all my clothes except my panties and stood awkwardly in front of him."Put your right hand under your right breast, and your left hand on your panties with your fingers touching your pussy. Good, now open your mouth, slight smile, eyes open wide and stare at the camera. Lower your head more so you are looking up at the camera; good."The next one had me lying on the floor, on my side, panties half off, and my knees bent so my pussy was hidden. I. . , or was it that she had suddenly grown up when he wasn't looking?"What was it you wanted to talk to me about, Mr. Denning?" Nancy questioned, purposely twisting in the seat so that she faced him, her young nylon encased legs nearly touching at the knees, her fully rounded thighs knowingly revealed to him. She saw his handsome, greyish-eyes magnetically rake over them, and a little quiver of excitement fluttered through her."I have a friend here, a writer who'd like to interview you, Nancy,". "Why did you want to know this?" I asked."Oh, my dad is the owner of this place ... and ... I didn't know that he had anything planned for today. So, I was a bit surprised when they brought you on stage."And this time, it was I who was surprised with her answer, because she was a really good singer, and I thought she was just somebody who they had hired. Although, I wasn't sure if a hired performer would have been hands on like she had been with me. This made me wonder about something else, and.