My eyes shed some tears.“It is so beautiful, Flora! You do such amazing work!”On each side of my shoulders I had 2 large angels’ wings, with the...end of the wings hugging my bottom. They almost filled my entire back. There was a very dark coloured vibe to the angel’s wings and the dark pink colour lit them up. In between my wings there was a dark pink coloured ribbon that formed the text ‘Pantyhose Slut’. I couldn't make out the small text underneath the ribbon. The small text was in black, with. This being the first day back after spring break, they had a lot to catch up on, and so before Allie knew it her first afternoon class was starting. After school Allie went directly to cheerleading practice, where she found herself spending most of the time staring at her girlfriend Kimmy. Kimmy was Asian, with huge brown eyes, long, straight black hair, and a slim, taut body. She was a couple inches shorter than Allie, who was much curvier, with big boobs and an ample butt. Her light brown. Then I thought, “Well, I’m here and may as well go through with it.” And with that, I got out of the car and walked towards the club.Per the club’s website, I was dressed entirely in black since I didn’t own a fetish outfit, whatever that meant. I was, however, wearing a little thing of my own making: a thin steel chain bought at a hardware store hung around my neck. Its ends met at chest level and each was attached to a chrome toilet paper roller which held a cardboard tube bearing a single. . but I mustn't get carried away about my dahlias. I'm told I can be a bit of a bore about them and, besides, they're not really relevant to the story.Behind the 'pretty bit' is the working garden. Here is where I grow fruit and vegetables. I started it when the children were small. Connie and I, having grown up in the times of asperity after the War, believed that children should get a balanced diet. We thought it might encourage them to eat vegetables and things if they came from our garden..