I wanted him from somewhere deep in my bones. He always looked so remote and preoccupied, I don't think he really took much notice of me, despite a fe... polite smiles and nods of wordless recognition. I had almost resigned myself to just admiring him from afar, when one morning I clumsily dropped my handbag and spilled the contents all over the floor. Ever the gentleman (or so it seemed), he helped me pick up my things and I blushed scarlet as he handed me the pair of emergency knickers I'd. It's a sunnySaturday morning, with the streets below coming to life, people havingcoffees and pastries, picking up papers and aspirin, maybe off for a dayat the seaside or retail therapy. The room is dark, the blinds rattlegently in the morning air and as you wake you feel the soft material ofthe babydoll and snug panties and let your hand wander, enjoying thefabrics caresses. You always sleep well when you wear something soft andpretty. You roll over to check the time on your phone and see. They had both talked many times about how they thought that their brothers were the most handsome guys in the neighborhood, and were well on their way to fastly becoming hunks, too. Of course they couldn't tell them that, at least not yet."Well, since you watched us have fun together," Denise started, "I think it's only fair that we get to see you two have some fun together." Yeah, I agree!" said Leah, "let us watch you!" Wh-what?" gasped Jerry."You want us to do what?" asked an unbelieving. It had been a week since Rose had been taken, and it had been a hellish week. He had outlined his plan on the first night the Hamiltons, Buchanans and MacBains had arrived. It had been nothing but bickering over it ever since. He’d stayed up all night every night unable to sleep. Wondering what her fate was. Was she already dead? Had they burned her, or had they let her live? He raised his head to the sky and let the pounding rain wash over him. Maggie had come to him last night and frustrated.