Another two weeks went by. This time I was ready when the boy knocked on the door. I was wearing a bikini top that didn’t hide much and a very small...skirt that barley covered my panty less pussy. As I answered the door I noticed the young man was again excited. It looked like he had a fence post in his pants but this was different. It didn’t look like he had any underwear on under his shorts. “Come to mow again?” I asked. “Yes maam!” he replied excitedly with a big smile on his face. “Ok see me. ” She pushed away from me and spun around so I could see her dress. It was great.“Did Melody do that?” I asked.“We were having fun with fabric at the studio while we worked on the new shipment,” Lissa said. “Melody said she could make tiger stripes for Wendy’s new dress. Pretty impressive, don’t you think?”“Not only is it impressive, we should be selling these,” I said. “This is beautiful. Only you can’t sell our model. I’m keeping her.” I hugged Wendy. As I looked more closely at her dress, I. The device was off. It was just for a moment, she knew, but it was enough.The nun didn't have a chance.Maura launched herself out of the chair with a quickness that surprised even herself. One quick strike to the hand knocked the control pad away before Mary Frances could re-establish control. No pause. A jab to the throat stifled a cry for help before it could begin.The device was off, and a rush of forbidden emotions crowded into her head. Excitement. Freedom. There was another emotion, but. I grabbed a cart and began collecting my supplies; five large plastic gas cans, a pump-up garden sprayer and a few household products.Next, a quick stop out front of the store for gas (see, they have EVERYTHING you need) and I was off again. Pulling up in front of my house, I had to park even further away as two more cars were added to the previous bunch.I unloaded my purchases and began to assemble what I needed. I added my household product to the gas in the cans and shook the cans.