Except that they had twenty-four jets aimed in all directions that exhausted compressed nitrogen. Six lights were mounted on them.In the front was a s...ort handlebar similar to a bicycle, except it worked more like a joystick. It turned left, right and pushed forwards to go down and pulled back to go up. A ‘throttle’ was on the right handlebar for forwards or backwards movement.The best way to use them was to straddle the sled to drive it to the job. Then attach the magnetic clamps and lanyards. I stepped into the garter belt and slid it up till it rested over my hips and then I attached the stockings. I briefly looked up and saw my reflection in the mirror. Seeing myself in only the garter and stockings made me feel sexy. My long hair was hanging down my back between my shoulder blades. My lips were a fiery red from the lipstick I had applied.My large naked breasts stood firmly with no sag. Since most of my sunbathing had been done in the nude I didn't have any tan lines. Then I. “Uh,” was all that came out.“Is that uh-yes or uh-no?” Janet asked with a grin.“Uh-yes,” I said, excited but nervous. “I mean if you think it would be ok.”“It’s what you want, right?” she asked, reaching down to rub the copious pre-cum from the head of my turgid cock. “I don’t know that we’ll ever find a better candidate.”I thought about it. Janet was probably right. Steve lived in Hawaii. He only came around once a year, and he didn’t seem to be a threat. I remembered meeting him once or. Now I was fucking pissed. I made the immediate decision to show up at that party, because fuck him. I still had some of my old party clothes in the closet. I don’t know why it even crossed my thought process, but I also selected a scandalous pair of panties. They were lace, sheer, crotchless, and made my shapely ass look irresistible. We lived almost on campus, so it was within walking distance. I got dressed and headed towards the frat house.“Mrs. Phillips! I thought you weren’t coming,”.