The addition of some powder, lotionsand lip gloss finished our morning toilette.In the bedroom I was given some pink ruffled panties which feltsurpris...ngly real good on my smooth skin I tried to put that fact outof my mind as I knew this feeling was somehow wrong. Then Missy helpedme into my daytime corset. Missy seemed delighted when he told me " wewill have to tighten the laces tomorrow, you are doing real well."Next came a short satin dress in pink (of course) with white trim againlike. Mark left the first house with a wave and thank youto the woman that had entertained him for that last half hour. It wasanother hour by the time they crossed town and remarkably into an areathat was very old and even more stately than the area they left.Hilga's home, if it was her home, was set back from the street a coupleof hundred feet, at least, and circled by trees and shrubs that had todate back to the turn of the century. Those trees were as old as the oldVictorian, Mark mused. Without. " Aren't they sweet," Mommy cooed."Becky's got a girlfriend. Becky's got a girlfriend," Billy sassed. "Becky's got a girlfriend and she won't share." No!" Becky's face flashed as red as her hair. "She's mine! Mommy, tell Billy he can't have her." You heard her, Billy," Kathy teased, "you still can't have 'nun.'" Ah, Mom, they're still picking on me." No, you kids stop it," Mommy corrected. "I'm sure Becky will let you borrow her sometime. And, anyway, it's not like you're doing without, young. ’ Holly nodded. ‘Okay, thanks,’ she said. Then she was silent again. Alex ran his hand through his raven colored hair, frustrated by her iciness. Well, can you really blame her? he chided himself. It’s not like you’ve been Prince Charming. Resigning himself to the cold shoulder, he sat back in the seat and sighed. * Holly was hobbling up the stairs to her fifth floor apartment, cursing her luck that the elevator was now undergoing maintenance. Alex was behind her, ready to help her if she.