I go to the bedroom an change…. taking time to put on my white silk stockings over my long smooth legs, enjoying the feeling of my own hands caressi...g my soft skin, making myself tingle at the thought of your hands over my body in a less than an hours time. slipping my suspender belt round my waist an attatching the stockings to the clasps before slipping into my pure white lace panties. my white basque fitting nice an snug as i do up the front fastening clasps an laces, i check my look in the. Therefore I need you John, to maintain my estate, I beg that you agree. Do not fear Dear John, my maid Felicia has remained to help you every step of the way and I have left you more than enough money to handle your every need. I imagine by the time you've received this letter, i would be cremated but don't feel remorseful, the last thing I want is for you to cry over an old fart like me.Yours sincerely, Herbert Doe'That was all it said, after some deliberation you pack your bags, settled any. 1. IT STARTED WITH A STREAK!.Do you believe in fate? That things happen to people because they are meant to be? Or maybe it is just sheer coincidence that seemingly random and mundane decisions can turn into life changing ones.My life as a Network Boy began with one of those decisions, and a streak! An unplanned and initially unwilling one, but a streak nonetheless. I was almost eighteen years old and my hormones were as rampant as any chaps of my age. I was feeling happy walking through the. The nanosecond I heard Tyler click, I pressed send on my call to Michelle and we both clearly heard the cell phone ring.As Michelle said hello, I answered, "This is DJ!"Perfectly timed, Michelle asked, "DJ?"Erika heard that and slapped closed her cell phone as I told Michelle, "You are busted!" (click)As my teary sister went to her room, I felt like shit, but I had two good reasons for hurting her like that: (1), it saved her from being hurt by that bastard Tyler, and (2) frankly I was jealous.