I hung around until there was a break in the action with the use of the elevators. When it looked like I would have a little time to work, I pulled ou... a piece of paper and a soft pencil. I laid the paper over the opening to the lock and rubbed the pencil over the paper. This gave me a perfect outline of the keyhole, and that was all I needed to know what kind of key blank that was required. The other crucial data was the length of the key. I had a little kit that I always carried with me, and. She did all the man things around my house, or at least anything that involved tools. I went over and knocked.She came to the door in a white T shirt with bright blue gym shorts on. The shirt was tucked into the shorts and her hair was, as usual, pulled back in a long pony tail.“Hey Bob! What’s up?” she said brightly.I didn’t say anything, because at that very moment I realized just how much growing up Megan had done. I could see her dark areolas through the shirt, because the sun was shining. "Coming clean are we?" Gary asked."Yeah, pretty much. She wanted to say goodbye, just incase things gothairy fast." Sure, Button?" "Daddy?" "We're here Button." "I love you both, and... I'm sorry for wrecking your HOV, you know,back when..."Both Gary and Michelle burst out in emotional laughter. "Oh Honey,thank you... but you didn't have to apologize." I know, but I wanted to. I never really said I'm sorry." I love you sweetie. We both love you both so much. Never let thatthought go, Okay?"Beth. This intrigued me even more and while I was catching a glimpse of her legs I saw that her skirt had fallen open slightly revealing her long slender legs encased in nylon, with the tell-tale sign of a thigh-high stocking just visible. While I was glancing at the top of her stocking I wasn't paying too much attention to what was being said to me, but the topic of the conversation had got onto clothes and the fact that my Uncle was throwing out some old clothes.While we were still talking the.