Skirts are taken from the rail and deeper in the shop blouses are added to the skirts. Underwear is likewise collected, with me a dazed but willing pa...senger on this journey. At the changing room, a room for me as large as the tiny kitchen in my batchelorette apartment, I am invited to change completely into the ensemble. With her encouraging words in my befuddled brain assuring me that everything is OK and that she is sure that I have a body to be proud of, I overcome my initial reluctance to. By the time he was due home from work, I'd pruned to perfection. I had a workout, walked the dog, danced around the house to some music while cleaning then showered, waxed, tanned, and gave myself a beautiful bouncy blow-dry. Full application of sultry make-up and a cheeky set of black lingerie - lace and silk balconette bra with black Victoria Secret panties which laced up the back over the bum crack. I teamed the underwear with my tight black leather-look trousers and a black t-shirt which. " I've got great tits haven't I," she said holding her gown apart to expose her tits completely to me. "My legs are long and slim too." Sis," I said, "you have a great body."What I said was nothing short of the truth."So with all this why won't that bastard ring me up," she said. "Fucking men."There was not a lot I could say to consol her so I kept my mouth shut and just stared in awe at her exposed body."I suppose you and that blond girl are getting plenty?" she asked covering herself up at. The dampness hung in the air. The rotted wood held the moisture in these ramshackle buildings that rarely received any sunlight. They filled the space that was supposed to be a yard between the tenements on Mulberry and those on Baxter. Now they contained shaky wooden structures that added to the slum. A haven for crime. Teddy O'Rourke and three subordinates sat and waited."You sure you didn't kill the kid? He got the message for Mickey?" Yer we're sure. We jus' made sure he got the message, ya.