She was wearing full white slip and black stockings. I paused at the door for more than a few mins. I could tell she was wearing stockings and not pan...yhose because her slip was slid up just enough to catch a glimpse of the top of her stockings. Her tiny nipples were standing up hard as pebbles under the thin fabric. I couldn't believe this old lady was giving me a hard on! I stepped into the room and moved closer to the bed. As I walked around the room I could see up her slip and she had a. Step one was to mirror Abril’s computer drive to Rex’s external hard drive so everything stayed intact, as evidence would, including Abril’s private stuff. They worked with the mirror image.Martha had put many files in the trash but never did an overwrite, so what she threw away was still there. Abril gave permission so they examined it all - she had nothing to hide except some R-rated naughty selfies, and they quarantined those until Tina, a female tech, could inspect them. The web history,. I had some antifreeze inside. Waiting until I changed my pants and grabbed a beer wouldn’t hurt anything.Jack Night waved as I walked up to my door. He could go fuck himself. The son of a bitch had complained to the apartment management company about the size of my flag until they finally made me replace it. Meanwhile, he blasted The Monkees well past what should have been quiet hours while outside with his telescope trying to catch a glimpse at the moon and I never said a freakin’. Big silver hoops hung from her ears and a silver studdedblack leather choker was about her neck.She looked like a 1980's Robert Plant girl on leather steroids.Her clothes were even more exotic - a matching bolero vest and tinyskirt made from supple sheer black leather clung to her body like asecond skin. The skirt was fastened by two industrial silver zippers oneither side of its front. Its hem made no pretense whatsoever of hidingthe black satin and lace suspenders holding up her sheer black.