That meant she'd have to wear a skirt.Finally, she decided on an ivory silk blouse and a black pleated skirt that fell to just below her knees. Undern...ath she wore a full length slip, plain bra and panties and black panty hose. She put her blonde hair up, and lightly applied makeup. She finished the outfit with black ballerina flats.She couldn't wear the bustier out of the house. Mike was sure to hug her when she left, and he'd feel the bustier's ribbing. Then she'd have to explain why she was. Damn armor she thought. She wasthen surprised to see the second man snap her target's neck. He turned,a large man with short hair and a beard, tattoos all over his hugeupper arms. He held up his hand and put a finger in front of his mouth,indicating silence. Jean nodded. The enemy of my enemy is my friend, atleast this moment.Both of them heard Sean's challenge in the room off the hallway. Thelarge man crept inside.Carol, grasping her skirt, stood up. She gave Toby to Melinda."I'm Bobby Dunbar.. I was living the happy life of a new bachelor and enjoying the fruits of my labor.Sometimes in the mornings as I would be leaving for work, I’d see other tenants who lived in the buildings around me. One was an older lady who would smile, but not say anything as she went to her car. A married couple would leave about the same time as I, but never would speak to me.As the first month passed, I walked around to the second row of buildings to the apartment complex office to pay the rent. When I. .And still the buzzing built inside of him. It was steady, yetundulating. It sent waves upon waves of sensation through his belly, hisknees, his toes - all the parts of his body that he was able to feel.The rest of his world remained unchanged: the breeze, the scent, themethodical tick-tock of the unseen clock off in a corner somewhere.~What the hell was done to me?! Why is there something inside of me?!~Was he waking up from an anesthetic, after being experimented upon bysome mad scientists?.