I think she was actually afraid I might ring mom and dad’s door bell.I got off and began to back of our parking spot before I was even fully dressed... She a little idled as to the fact that I was leaving so fast began to get dressed without cleaning up. Baby I said you’re getting cream all over my seat. Where are we going she replied? Where do you think I said? Don’t get dressed! She looked at me and said I’ve got to put my shirt on. Well just don’t button it I told her and drop those drawers. I. ” The bill arrived and Helena placed a $100 bill for payment.Suzanne eyes bulged and the sight of a $100 bill. “Wow I have not seen one of those for a long time!” she mentioned.Walking out of the restaurant the shopkeeper tried to return the change, Helena waved it off saying a nice tip for good food. Walking towards Suzanne flat, Helena saw how small the place was and was determined to help her out. The rent was $100 per week for the dog box. Helena got out $500 and gave it to Suzanne to pay. It was to be my night. As I turned the camcorder on, she didn't give any appearance that she heard its mechanisms start. I had left three lamps on in the den to provide adequate lighting. She knew that the bay window to our front yard did not have curtains or blinds, but it was summer, and the leaves were full, blocking the view to the street. It also helped that we were in a cul-de-sac. The lights added a certain amount of risk, but were necessary to film her. She had played our "porno" movie. Suddenly I was imagining, we were long lost sisters, or soon to become lovers? I felt her presence, and noticed through her blouse the rise and fall of her breasts confined to their bra. I suddenly felt sorry for the poor things. I looked up and saw the stewardess eyes roam over my body, taking in the long line of my closed thighs, and my unfettered breasts nestled inside the thin cloth of my dress. I saw something cross her face, a doubt perhaps. I wonder for a moment what it could be..