White, mom. I had called Jennie to see if she would take some of these cookies off my hands because I made a mistake and baked a double batch of them....But Jennie couldn’t come because her grandma wasn’t feeling well and she and her mom had to go visit her, so Mr. White came over to pick some up. He’s only been here for a few minutes.”Mr. White came into the kitchen and he and my mom greeted one another warmly. All his clothes were in place and his hair combed and he looked for all the world as. As I did, she took out three bottles of nair and then cover every inch of my body from the neck down. I stood there for thirty minutes and then jumped in the shower. I was careful not to wet my hair or face. When I got most of the hair off of me, I couldn't believe how smooth my skin was. It seemed to make my whole body feel silky.Cindy then rubbed a scented body lotion all over me and then took me back into the kitchen. She had an outfit waiting for me. She told me to sit down.Cindy: We. I could see it if I shut my eyes. "The floor is covered with money. Money, scattered everywhere, and as the blood drips down, the money soaks it all up. Soaking, sodden money! Money oozing blood! Heavy with our blood!" My voice cracked and I shook almost uncontrollably for a moment. Finally, I leaned back (when had I leaned forward?) and I sighed. I was quiet now. The silence didn't seem to bother me as much.After a long two minutes, Brenda shook her head. "Oh, what a fool I've been!" she. My friend liked to wear stylish underwear and stockings. She also enjoyed telling me what she was wearing when we were in public, and the effect that doing so was sure to have. On one occassion we were at a bar with some friends. It was dark and noisy, but not a club and there weren't really any spots where you could really feel safe to get away with naughtiness. I knew that my friend was wearing a pair of fine lace panties - she told me when we were at the bar and later passed them to me under.