“Good. Feel your cunt for me. Tell me how wet it is.” His breaths are heavy down the phone. She can just imagine him sitting behind the desk of hi... big consultancy company. She imagines him wearing one of his grey suits, looking all strong and powerful. “Tell me!” he startles her from her fantasy. She turns her back so she is facing away from her husband. Slowly she slips her hand beneath her dressing gown, she lifts the hem of her short nightdress, slipping her hand over her soft silky. When I asked my sister to help us she had to laugh. We had on dresses, bra and all. It took a lot of tissue to keep the bra padded. I wasn't about to wear their underwear, but we did wear a half slip. My sister put make-up on all of us and clip-on earrings. We wore hats since our sisters didn't have any wigs. We tried to wear their high heels but they didn't fit and we would continually fall down. I now have great respect for my sisters. Putting on all this garb to try and impress a guy, I. She hadno sooner put her hand on the door handle than the handle turned! Outstepped Professor Lake, and Eunice wasn't sure which thing scared hermore, the glowering look on the professor's face, or the unnamable evilthat seemed to emanate from inside the room.Eunice stayed away from the part of the basement that held the specialcollection ever since. It seemed to her, sometimes, that evil wascreeping from the collection into more and more parts of the basement. Bythe time she became library. " Well, I'm sure it was necessary, or the doctor wouldn't havedone it." Here," he said, handing me a crumpled piece of paper."What's this?" It's a prescription for some special vitamins the guyrecommended. I told him I was gonna learn to surf, and he saidsurfing makes you real tired real fast, so I should take these'mega-vitamins' to keep up my strength." Well, wasn't that nice of him?" I said, knowing full wellwhat the prescription was really for and admiring the doctor'scunning. "We'll pick.