Secondly, I was wearing my mother's panties everyday. That's really gross. So if I was to continue with this, I wouldneed to *gulp* buy my own panties...So I made a trip into town. I was determined to buy 1) panties (andseveral of them so as not to have to wear the same pair consecutively),2) pantyhose and 3) a bra or two (or three or four...).I stopped at a drug store and bought the pantyhose without much fuss.They were nude L'eggs Everyday pantyhose. Then I moved on to thedepartment store. I. "Emily's fingers found the zipper of her book bag. She reached inside and took out a small black cardboard box, one that felt quite heavy in her small hand. There were two other identical boxes sitting in her bag, resting on top of her textbooks. Emily had never seen the boxes before – in fact, until she'd unzipped the bag, she wasn't entirely aware that they were even in there – but she knew instinctively upon seeing them what they were, and who they were for."Give this to your parents," Emily. I started to have a familiar feeling. Sorta like remembering what something tastes like after a very long time. I kept getting bits and pieces. After about a half an hour, I noticed the room was a bit noisier than normal. I brought myself out of my daze and realized that no one but Mr. Benson was talking. But I was "hearing" several conversations all at once. In fact, I was hearing two voices from Mr. Benson. I realized I had turned on another part of my power, and got real excited about this. Syd and Sam got there just as the cashier handed my credit card back. The girls grabbed their bags as I was handed my receipt and I received a kiss on both cheeks as thanks.“We’ll thank you properly tonight, Bret,” they both whispered in my ears. They sent me to the car with the bags. I came back in and grabbed them a latte. I met them at the food court and they had even more bags. “How did you get so much done in a short time?”“We know your sizes, Bret. We also know what we like to see you in..