Everything fit perfectly; I literallycouldn't believe my luck.The layered petticoats were a little more difficult tolocate (not to mention expensive) ...ut I eventuallycame across a dancewear supplier on the netspecialising in music-hall accessories. I used mymother's credit card to buy them online and had themmailed to a post-box number at Chamberlain MailCentre. I paid her back with interest, although Ididn't tell her what the transaction was for.I picked up the lingerie at a Valentine's sale. A soft chuckle, a stroking squeeze of my shoulder, soothing voice reassuring me, ‘Don’t worry about it…I…should have made my presence known earlier. But you looked so beautiful…I had to stop myself from getting in with you.’ I am speechless, and turn to him, throwing my arms around him. ‘I didn’t mean to…it’s just….being here..in your bed…I’m sorry.’ He laughs again, but warmly, pulling me close, kissing me firmly, leaving little doubt about the needless apologies I attempt. Instead of. "You pervert," she yelled loudly and I was concerned that someone would hear. "I'm calling the police." Be my guest," I said, sounding more confident than I felt, for I was sure that I had gone a little to far with my joke. But I was sure that one, she probably wouldn't go through with her threat and two, if she did what could they do, I hadn't done anything and it was her word against mine.She did an about turn and left me to admire her shapely behind.Two days later at about ten in the evening. She was a skinny, extremely nerdy girl with a passive flirty side. You could tell she was very nervous around older men and seemed eager to please them. I wasn't going to miss out on the chance to have some playful fun with Summer regardless of the outcome.I decided I would play the passive card and treat her with respect but only in a professional manner. She was assigned to me so she was there 24/7 which gave me the ability to call on her at anytime. I decided I would hit her up for a food.