She then had him to sit on the end of the bedand explained about stockings."These are nylon stockings with just a touch of Lycra to help them moldto y...ur legs. You take one at a time in your hands and hold them at thetop. Then you roll them up so they look like a kind of doughnut. Thenyou slip your toes into them and roll them up your legs, with gentlepressure, so as not to run them, but keeping them snug."With that, she rolled one up then slowly smoothed it onto his rightleg. Bill began to cry. “Could we stop by a Cinnabon first?” Phalmina asked.“You could just eat those all day, couldn’t you?” Sheena joked.“Yup!! They are insanely addictive!” Phalmina gushed.“I think we can get a six-pack box of them. But you gotta share!” Jason admonished her.“Ugh! Fine!” Phalmina grumped good naturedly. They pulled away from the condo complex, heading to the house.Luke pulled up to the morgue where his friend was working the night shift. Karla and Emalia were with him, eager to see what Luke’s. They landed at Sue’s place, and parked on the long dock extending out from the boathouse, whose size matched, and whose creature comforts easily exceeded, Grandma’s cottage. Sue saw them coming, and walked down the hill from the main building to greet them, on some guy’s arm. Evidently, she already had her next conquest lined up. So much for Sam’s warning, Paul thought. True to form, Sue couldn’t resist being openly suggestive with Sam as they met. She was intrigued by Paul, but could not be. Like during the following year. Or two... I hadn’t known what to expect when I knocked on the door on the house of the seamstress. She was a short woman, probably in her late thirties with a little gray in her otherwise black hair. Besides that, there wasn’t much more. No hips, no breasts, nothing. However, she seemed to know her business, and she had been delighted when I brought her the clothes that I hadn’t really been able to wear. I had offered those to her, so that they could be used for.