She put me in a bra and then filled the balloons I had told her about. She warned me about letting them break. I knew that if they did, it wouldn't be...because of me, but I was helpless to stop it. It was her way of making sure she had something to punish me for later. She put me in a pair of hose that felt wonderful on my newly shaved legs. I about had an orgasm as she pulled them on. She put me in a corset that I didn't know she had and attached the straps from it to the stockings. What an. " I don't understand," said Ann as I made the tea. "I can't believe that Derek would do such a thing. The police must have got it wrong. He's such a gentle person. Why have they hit on him?" Didn't the police say anything?" I asked."Not a thing. They wanted to know about my ... relationship with Derek. They were working on the idea that I helped him." Didn't you?" I asked.She started."No!" she raised her voice. "How can you believe that? I loved you." O'Malley said the man who employed him on. We chatted a little longer, our conversation remaining very shallow. I think both of us were too afraid to ask what we really wanted to, or to talk about our meetings a few years earlier. She asked me plenty of questions about Bobby, and the proud mummy that I was, I talked for several minutes about him and his achievements as a toddler. Nicola was very sweet and acted interested, but I know that it must have been quite boring for a childless woman as young as her. You can’t really appreciate. "And then remove your blouse."Raising the glass, she emptied it into her mouth and swallowed the final drops. She set the glass on a nearby table. Her fingers reached for the buttons, fumbling with a couple as she began to undress. Then the garment fell to the floor. The filmy black bra held... shaped... revealed... her breasts. The white hills above the fabric... the hard nipples pushing out. The room was comfortably warm, and heat radiated from the fireplace. The hard points on her chest were.