I had arranged to pick her up at 630, telling everyone I wanted to treat her to a little meal before the dance..this way, I had an extra hour or so fo... my real plan. Isabelle knew I was going to show up even earlier...610, so to be ready. I rang the door bell at 604, and her dad answered...and was surprised to see me so early...but even more shocked well Belle came down the stairs all ready too...he laughed, and said "she must be excited for the dance". We exchanged knowing glances...but her. Thecurtained area where I usually changed my clothes and got fitted with thedifferent conditions was still there on one side, but the opposite sidethat was usually also curtained off was now un-curtained and I could nowsee a large mirrored window. It looked like a two-way mirror where theobserver could see out but I couldn't see.in.I was told to stand in the middle of the room so they could get a baseline reading. Still very naked and hairless expect from eyebrows and thetop of my head, I stood. I understood her furry toward Rene. Her pain ran deep for Tim not only is her husband but he had been her best friend. The affair damaged her friendship and marriage. When she needed a best friend for support she couldn’t turn to him because he was the offending party. And then when her illness became known, she still lacked her best friend. I understood why she quickly opened up to me and why we became the best of friends. I never viewed Wyatt as a good friend let alone a best friend, and that. His hands are getting oh so close now and I know he can feel the dampness around my panties. I gasp as he softly runs one finger of the mound of my womanhood, touching me through my soaked underwear. “Hmmm,” he says in a low voice. “Looks like someone’s been naughty and gotten horny.” He says ‘naughty’ in a lustful dirty way. My breathing hitches, thrills coursing through my body as I wait for his next move. I don’t have to wait long. My mysterious sexy voiced man expertly removes my panties by.