She rattled off a string of incomprehensible words, but the meaning was clear; she wanted me to stay there with Julie. She gave me that lovely 'Victor...a' smile and quietly left the room. Victoria had already left before I woke up.I turned over and snuggled up behind Julie, holding my pretty little friend close to me. She smiled and murmured softly."I love you," she whispered in her sleep. I smiled and kissed her cheek. She cuddled closer. I sighed.I slipped my hand between her legs, finding her. That'sit, one step at a time, meet his eyes.Do... do I usually sway like this, even in heels? Like I know I'm wearinga tight shirt and short skirt, and I'm walking over to one of the hottestguys I've ever seen, but my hips and ass are out of control here. It'sone thing to walk sexy, but I don't want this guy thinking I'm some kindof whore. Plus, I can't shake the feeling I shouldn't be able to walk inheels at all, even though I'm wearing them like a pro. Eh, fuck it, withlegs like mine, I. What year was it? He had to remember. There was so much todo. He began to chuckle, and while it pained his body to do so, he hadto laugh. "James, are you alright?" Anne's voice cut through his innermonologue, and she stared at him with a severe expression on her face. "I'm fine, mom." He replied, trying unsuccessfully to wipe thesmile off his face. He wasn't fine. He was better than fine. He hadbeen given his life back and he had no way to explain that to the womanin front of him. In fact, he. The thigh highs and underwear. The sexy women’s lace robe. The mini skirt. And of course the beautiful dresses. After dinner, I’m definitely going to try on the white dress, maybe with these cute underwear. Screw it… I’m going to put the underwear on now. Oh.. I didn’t realize these Calvin Klein’s were actually thongs… Screw it. I took off my pants and underwear. I slid the thong down over my feet and slowly pulled them up. The thong itself slipped in between my butt cheeks, hugging my crack.