FIFO as Tommy called it. LOLJoan hung there in the clothes they grabbed her. She was hooded. A heavy black hood, tied around the neck with a small mo...th opening.She had on a tight orange para-olympics t-shirt. How many things can one Do-gooder volunteer for?Her breasts looked very ample and she had a small belly bulge.She had on blue sweat pants, A little tight showing off her extra curves.I walked around her looking. She could tell someone was there.Who is that? What do you want? Let me. Maire liye ye jannat ka din tha. Aishe hi time gujarta raha. Mai 9th class pass karke ghar k pass school me admission le liya. Or deepti ne bhi 12th kar li thi. Or hamara rista yahi khatam hoga. Par mai deepti ko bhula nahi tha. Vo maira pyar thi. Par ab vahi deepti maire bhabhi ban chuki thi. Mera dil ro raha tha. Mujhe kuch samjah me nahi aa raha tha kya karu. Kaise react karu.maa ne mujhe uthaya or kaha ja deepti ko doctor k pass le ja. Main mana karne laga. Par maa man hi nahi rahi thi. Or. “But let’s see the first one again please. I think I prefer the style of the other bra." The heels stop near the door. “How are you getting along?” asks the assistant, her tone of voice betraying the grin on her face. “Great thanks,” you reply, “by the size of the bulge in his trousers it looks like we will be buying something this evening,” you laugh. The assistant laughs too and her heels click away again. You slip out of the first outfit, once again naked except for the heels. I stand up and. We chatted for half hour and I did not get courage to move beyond the handshake and told her I have to go. She told me to come again.This time I got courage and went to her apartment next day around 10 am. She was wearing a nighty again and her child was playing. We had a long handshake and she made me coffee. She fed her child with bottled milk and soon child was asleep. She went and locked the main door. I got excited with that. We chatted for few minutes sitting across the sofas. I moved.