"Do you know why I am here ?"She nodded yes."Don't be afraid, I will not touch you but I do need to see your ...err ... what do you call it?" I uttere...."My koochie?" she replied.What a wonderful word for it, I will keep it in my arsenal for future use. "Yes...koochie."I had her lay on the headmistresses desk. She pulled her skirt up and revealed her white silk pantiloons. The crotch was split so the wearer could use the bathroom without having to remove them."Show me ." I instructed.She opened. Erm, at a guess...probably ...early forties."Maria gritted her teeth."And...how long have they been seeing each other?" About a few months now."Maria exploded. It was bad enough what she was hearing but the fact that Mike hadn't come to her earlier about this was tantamount to a dereliction of duty. She stormed out.Mike sighed and loosened his collar. He was a fairly easy-going guy, and had no qualms about who Luke saw as long as he was happy. Mothers however, tended to be picky when it came to. ’ He led her down to the track, holding her hand on the dark steps. Then he sat on a bench beside the track. ‘Take off your heels and put these on.’ ‘You know my size?’ ‘They are your favorite cross trainers.’ ‘What are we going to do?’ ‘We are going to run.’ ‘In a dress?’ ‘That’s up to you. You have a choice, the dress or nothing at all.’ ‘I like this dress.’ ‘I do too.’ ‘I’ll take it off.’ He helped her unzip the dress, took it and carefully folded it on the bench. She wore a little uplift. Next I picked up the bra, just as I'd seen my lastgirlfriend do I turned it around backwards clasped the hooks, spun itaround and slipped my arms through the straps. I then spent a secondor two adjusting my new boobs into the cups. After this the sweatpants and t-shirt felt almost normal.Feeling refreshed and more awake, I headed to the kitchen and startedsome coffee. Once the coffee was going I went to the basement for moreresearch. I started by looking at the data base with all my.