I looked down at my hairy chest and at my vagina and hairless legs andthen at the anklet and pink nail polish on my toes.I knew I was going to try on ...he bra. What was the point of resisting?My pantyhose was in my head. I no longer knew if my pantyhose was makingthe decisions or I was."You are!" it said.I got in the shower.By the time I had dried myself off I was back in panties, fishnets andsuspenders.As I got back to my bedroom I was in stilletos again.There was the bra, my bra."Put it on,". Helena and I, fast forward to the final sexy sequel, shot on her hidden camera, on our first private trips for two!----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Helena and I finally make love together first time, as grown-ups. Hot Helena set me all up: 1: The surprise: a week away for us two only, in our folks' small cabin up the German Eiffel. 2: The hot proof for later: a hidden camera in the. I also made sure Linda had the canned air horn, just in case Barry showed up. Megan of course knew nothing of our plans.When Megan asked, I told her. “I work for your grandmother. There has been some threats from the people where your mom works. Your grandmother thought I might be able to help make sure nothing happened to either one of you,” I explained. “It won’t last long. I’m just going to be here until the real police find the man who made the threats. After that I’ll be gone.”“Do you have. She is going to have to take the cast off. She said you could have a second pill in fifteen minutes, if the pain is still unbearable.’ Helping me get dressed, I tried to hobble on my crutches, to the porch. Alex retrieved his car and pulled-up as close as he could. I collapsed into the passenger seat, in sheer agony. The pain was so much more intense now than what it had been when I broke it initially. Alex looked flustered and concerned, as he made what should have been a half-hour drive in.