She tested the water, adjusting it until it almost steaming. I wish I knew what I wanted. Michele washed her face, brushed her teeth, and shrugged off...the t-shirt. She stepped into the tub, closing the glass door behind her. The shower caddy was fully equipped, she noted. Fresh bar of soap, fresh wash cloth, navy blue again, shampoo, conditioner. She laughed in spite of herself – a fresh razor! Must have been a Boy Scout. She smiled to think of Gene as a boy, a skinny little redhead with a. I pushed her to the floor, grabbed her wrists and put a cable tie tightly around them. I did the same for her ankles. Good legs, I thought as I pulled the strip of plastic into place. She gasped as I jerked the ties tight.I took another knife from the block. She looked terrified. "No, please," she said. I cut a strip from my roll of tape and strapped it across her mouth. She gave a resigned "mmph". I sat her up, pleased with my work:- one cute lady, very neat in her Hermés silk shirt and short. Hers, had nothing. Delia fetched shopping – extra to account for the holiday – and there was nothing in the order to suggest anything special for the festival. Delia didn't comment. She didn't ask Edith if she was going anywhere for Christmas, or having visitors, and she didn't share any information. Delia began, just a little, to feel sorry for her...There were a number of 'singles' in the church and surrounding community who had no-one to share Christmas with, and the church arranged a. I added blacksatin gloves and a sheer feather lined robe to my outfit and posed infront of the mirror. I was so aroused. I found myself on the bed, legs spread wide, touching myself. Iimagined being Brandi on her date; enticing him with my beauty,seducing him with my sexuality. After gratifying myself, I felt ashamedabout the erotic thoughts I'd had for another man and quickly removedall the lingerie. I slept in boxers that night. I continued to dress with Brandi, and it became more and.