Er I am not sure what's worse dressingas a woman or dressing as a Spurs supporter! But he's got me doingboth!I hooked myself into my bra with difficu...ty before attaching mysuspender belt over my panties and then rolling my stockings up my leg.It was surprisingly easy to attach them to the belt. Then I zippedmyself into my miniskirt.At that point Nicholas came into the room with my Spurs tee shirt."Allow me," he said standing behind me and swivelling my skirt round sothat the zip was now. I bought a small picture frame and put the picture of Chimney Rock in it. Before she arrived to work I put the picture on my desk and a picture of my Dad and I standing in a river. It was a picture we had taken on the last fishing trip we took. We were standing in the Big Thompson River, in a section that was on a flat area with lots of trees behind us. An hour after she came to work I left the office for an hour. When I came back she was sitting at her computer, working as always. What was. Very hippie-ish with her talk of crystals and oils and herbal healings, but also quick to shift from sweet and loving to killer rage and back in a matter of a few minutes, sometimes less. “This girl’s nuts,” I said to myself. She also had a strong overtone of sexuality. As time passed, I came to realize that almost everything she did or said was rooted somehow in sex. My interest grew, even though I was in my mid-sixties and she was thirty-something. Yeah, I could tap that.One night a few. Well back then I would keep these pictures in a photo album that held 4 photo’s per page back then in clear see through pockets. The pictures were 3 x 5 so good viewing. I would keep them hidden away so I could look at them when I wanted to from time to time. Yes even I had to masturbate once in a while.In our living room we had a coffee table in front of our couch that had a glass top with a lower level for storing things. So I would store the photo albums on the lower level of the coffee.