I believe you can tuck everything backbetween your legs, if you get my drift." OK turn away I'll see what I can do."He stood before her wearing just t...e panties, presenting a smooth front."That's good, can't see a thing. Now for the matching bra, hold your handsout."She fastened the bra and filled the cups with padding. He caught a glimpsein the mirror, he saw a girl in black underwear with her hair wet from theshower. He was beginning to think they could pull this off and felt anexcited thrill. I think, now, that I probably know more about you than you even remember about yourself." Wait. How do you learn all this stuff? Have you been having me followed?" Oh, Warren. It isn't difficult. If you tell someone you are writing an article about the accomplishments of their friend, you would be surprised at how easily they open up about that friend. We spoke to your teachers, to the girls you dated in high school, to your best friends..." That had to cost a fortune." Warren, I have a. I could appreciate her working on a database; that would take considerable time; but a database of what? I was compiling the inventory of valuables in the house, so what could she be working on, and in such secrecy?Hah! I admonished myself for such thoughts. After all, I was myself working in some secrecy, wasn’t I?That reminded me of the data card in my jacket pocket. I daren’t get to work on it until I felt I would not be disturbed. That meant quite late at night, after my daily duties were. Her breasts pushed against her shirt in such a way that it was hard not to glance at.Suddenly she slyly smiled as she noticed where my eyes had drifted, “well excuse me,” she said in a playful tone, “my eyes are up here.” I neverminded the awkwardness as she spoke – her words were melodious. Something about her instantly drew me in.We spoke for a bit before she invited me to sit down next to her due to the fast-approaching coldness. As I sat down, she snuggled against me. The touch of her skin.