She was very cross about it. "There's a pervert about,and he's not content with grown women's stuff - he's stealing kids'clothes!" They weren't stolen... I'd parcelled them up and given them toFrancis. I had an old pair of trainers - well, they weren't trainersthen, they weren't even tennis shoes, they were the canvas flatties wewore for 'school exercise', and which we called 'plimsolls'. I'd grownout of them and gave them to him to wear. I had no intention of gettingthe stuff back, but still I. When Don saw the prices he was glad that he had gotten an advance from Mrs. Swift. He ordered another drink for them and asked the waiter to give them a few minutes before taking their order."You sure you can afford this?" she asked.He smiled, "Who do you think is paying for this?"She looked at him for a minute, "You mean that you're going to make the police force pay for this?"He nodded and gave her a sly smile, "Sure, you look like a dangerous criminal and I'm going to see if I can get any. 30.She was looking stunning in a tight sleevelss kamis and equally tight shalwr. She was wearing no dupatta and her globes seem to threaten the seam of her kamis.Her nipples were poking against her kamis and the shalwar was so tight that the outline of her panties were celarly visible through her clothes. We left on my scooter and reahed the 5 star hotel in due course.Room 202 was on the top floor of the hotel. Ajay himself opened it wearing a bathrobe and smoking a igerette. We came in and. What he found most difficult to adjust to was the way that other people reacted to him. Men seemed to want to help him, as if he wasn't capable of performing any task. At first he had thought it was because of his injury, but even now that he was well on the way to recovery, he was still treated the same.Even worse was the way men ogled his body. It was quite a beautiful body, Paul knew. His own reactions to being mentally undressed by every passing man were a little schizophrenic. On the one.