It was a low cut churidar. I could see a nice part of her cleavage. She asked me to help her move the couch away. To raise the couch she bent a little...and I got a peek of her boobs. She wasn’t wearing any bra. Soon, we moved all the furniture. The next process was to lay carpet. I bought the carpet and slowly started unrolling it. Normally, any lady doing this work would have sat on her knees and adjusted the carpet. But not her.She just bent downwards in front of me. I could see her entire. " No matter. I think I have some, somewhere. Just a minute."I went to my room and returned with a brand new pair of honey gold, 15 denier nylons. "Do you know how to put them on?" I asked. He shook his head. I demonstrated how to roll them into a donut shaped circle, insert his toes and work them up his legs, finally attaching them tautly to the suspenders. He didn't ask how I happened to have a new pair of stockings in my room, nor how I was such an expert at donning them. I saw that his cock. Very attractive with very niceclothes and perfect makeup."OK Kristen" Jeff says then pauses. "This is Candy, and she'sgoing to fill in the rest of your memories."Remembering the excuse presented the last time, I said "Oh..>from the accident. I thought I was better, hon!" Well, We missed a bit, and the other lady wasn't quitequalified", Jeff said as he walked over and injected another fluid intomy arm.Again, I tried to move, but my effort was fruitless. I couldn'tmove. The young lady walked. I could take nine hours during the longer session and one five-hour course for the short session. This would be like an entire semester accomplished. My Dad sent some money so I could take a train or bus home for the two weeks before summer school started. As I was researching a bus schedule before breakfast my last day of finals, Trish wanted to know what was up. I explained that I wanted to go home for a week before summer session. She looked thoughtful for a few minutes and told me to wait.