"Susi, you're still alive!" He teased, beckoning me in with one hand as he took another swig of coffee and pulled his feet off the desk."Yes" I smiled...shyly, taking a step into the office."Come in, have a seat. You didn't happen to bring me a bagel did you?” He teased again."Uhm, no, but I could get you one" I said in pretended confusion."No that's all right" he cut me off "not your fault I didn’t buy enough for my breakfast" So what's up? He asked as I sat down in the chair opposite.This was. “I’m Peg...” I suddenly realized that the twisting rope wasn’t my only problem. I was stark naked without even a wig. You could clearly see where my applied older skin met my natural younger skin. I was completely unmasked.“I’m a PI,” Deon said. “I can find out who anyone is.”“Especially when he sees you in the dark,” Rick said. “Your disguise might throw anyone off who can see you, but your voice sounds too familiar when you can’t distract a person’s eyes.”“I called the little cabin owner on. As I did so, my eyes were irresistibly drawn again to Mrs. Crawford’s legs. Oh hell, I could see clearly; she was wearing stockings and suspenders. Then, I got the shock of my life!“My god, Jennifer – he’s actually looking up my skirt!!!”Jennifer calmly turned to me, “Well, Peter, were you looking up my mother’s skirt?”I blushed crimson, clearly conveying my obvious guilt. “I’m ever so sorry, Miss and, err, Madam, I wasn’t thinking; please forgive me. It was terribly rude of me.”“Thinking is. She had a nice chest that would change, Haley thought, if she wanted to tone up. But overall, she was quite pretty, ‘fuckable’ what Mick would have said, she thought grinning, continuing to pat herself dry.Haley reached for her knickers, pulling them up around her legs, leaning back slightly on the bench to get them around her waist. She stood dropping the towel, using it to rub her legs dry before taking the blue jeans and pulling them on, standing facing the girl.“Do you need a ride anywhere?.