My sister knew I had a hard on for her and I could not speak.Steph said "don't feel bad brother, it is kind of an honor. During my marriage Claude wou...d say I was a carpenter's dream, flat as a board, tell me I was ugly, not pretty, that I was skinny, flat and plain, then I would see you and you'd be looking at my breasts and it made me feel wanted and needed. I saw how you looked at me and it helped me to know you thought I was a sexy woman. So yes I could do a striptease and have you in the. Damn shame." Yes, I wondered if you knew her. She was a dressmaker, maybe you and Polly..." What was her name?" Miller, Betsy Miller. I don't know where she worked. I think she usually went to her customers' homes." I did see a woman at Polly's house once that was pinning cloth on her and measuring and so forth, marking with chalk. It might've been her. All I 'member is she was left-handed, looked kind of funny, backwards, what she did with pins and scissors." But you don't know her name, never. The next evening I had my plan figured out. I e-mailed what I had shot to Sandy. The subject line said, "Looks like you were having fun." The next morning about eight thirty, after Mom and Dad had gone to work, I was still in bed just thinking about getting up for the day, when my bedroom door flew open and Sandy stormed in. I smiled, "Hi Sis." She crossed the floor and gave me a hard slap across the face. I just smiled at her. "What the fuck do you think you are doing taking pictures. "Oh my God! Where did you get these? When?How?" she had a million questions for me as she squealed and hugged me. Ifilled her in on the other half of my adventures. "I'm so excited! Wow!"she exclaimed. After we finished breakfast and cleared the table, sheturned to me. "Hang on, I have a surprise or two for you as well, thoughmaybe not quite that exciting heh." She headed back to her bedroom, andreturned with two shopping bags. One was marked "Sephora" on the front.The other was flat black bag.