I feltsexy and feminine and hoped fervently that Richard would like it. BeforeI finished dressing I applied some bright red nail varnish. As I sat onm... bed waiting for my nails to dry I couldn't help wondering what theafternoon would bring. I had to admit to myself that I was quite nervousabout the possibilities despite selecting the sexy panties to wear.Snapping out of my reverie I went to my wardrobe to get my outfit. Todaywas going to be a blouse and skirt day. The blouse was made of. "Kathy, thank you for giving me the choice. I think I would loveit if we were friends and lovers, after all isn't that what wealways were? I do love that you help me to be Shania, Kathy Ilove it! So far I love being Shania and if we're friends and youfind me sexy, I don't think I can ask for more; and yes, if youwant me to have fuller rounder breasts then yes, it is somethingI have always wanted, more than you know. But Honey, don't stophelping me to be better, if I do something wrong, please. It was my neighbor, the talker. She's short and wide, with curly red hair, about 40-45 years old if I had to guess. She was standing there in her blue scrubs holding a package and looking at me wide eyed. "This came to my house by mistake," she said. "Am I disturbing anything?"I tried to look her in the eyes. "Uh, no, not at all. I was just.. uhh.. relaxing." Mind if I come in for a second? Or are you going to leave me standing on the front porch?" I unlocked the screen door and let. I will never bother you again, but come now.”Amused and still unaware of the danger of the situation, Ellen looked at Finney expectantly. He did not disappoint her.“Why, you damned little whippersnapper! If you don’t leave us alone I shall have to teach you a lesson!”Mrs. Binnings, alarmed by the raised voices arrived.“Gentlemen, please, there is no need for such a behaviour.”“Well, there is,” Finney continued to rant. “This goddamned son of a lousy upstart is annoying the young lady.”“Well,.