She asked me if I minded her changing dress in the room itself or should she go to the bathroom. Though I said I did not mind, but I was a little emba...rassed with her frankness.She removed her pants and T-shirt and stood with her bras and panties on. My goodness! What a beautiful sight I got! I could never imagine a girl could look so sensual and captivating in her inner garments. Though I did not want to look at her while she changed, yet I could not resist my temptation to ogle at her. “Sit down,” she said, more a request than a command. I went to sit in the chair adjoining the small table, but, she said, “uh-uh”, and patted the bed next to her. I rose from the chair, and walked to the bed, sitting down next to her, remarking to myself how comfortable it was. Over the next 15-or-so minutes, I listened to her talk about how her boyfriend didn't seem to be attracted to her anymore, how it had been nearly three months since he had done anything more than kiss her. I had been in. She had started keeping the sexy underwear she bought to show off for me locked in her credenza in the office and then changing into it just before we got together. Leanna knew this was a monumental day so she had worn a new pair of purple and white lace panties with a matching push up bra. Purple is her favorite color and she looked damn good in it and frankly, didn’t need the push up part of that bra with her large firm breasts. I slowly stoked my fingers over the silky material that was. Felt I needed to be tortured, maybe.”“You are one selfish son of a bitch even in my after life you screwed me over.” “Ugh….” Bobby said, “you know you could be more helpful dead than alive….” he added. “How is that?” Rufus asked. “Bobby, Baby we need more bed time,” Tamara said with a twinkle in her eyes as she walked into the dark room then opened the blinds to reveal a sunny day outside. She hated the way Bobby spent so much time talking to Rufus’ ghost. She had tried to convince him ignore.