He sat up in bed, rubbed his eyes, and then looked down at his nightie,realizing that he'd actually done all of that. He sat there for a bit,still ama...ed and in mild bliss before remembering that he had chores heneeded to finish. He'd wanted to try on that pink prom dress his sisterhad been shoved into on his birthday - and which she had left in hisroom, along with all the other girl stuff she would never wear again -but he'd be doing dishes and scrubbing the toilet and didn't want torisk it. " God... I don't know what to say." Join me for dinner... later?" I can't. I'm engaged." Engaged?" Yes."Laura could feel all the blood drain from her face. She knew Brandi could see the shock. "Oh," she said in a wounded voice.But Brandi smiled with false cheer. "Gosh, it's good to see you," she said. "Sorry I don't have more time."Laura was moving away from her, sleepwalking. She looked longingly at Brandi, trying to make the girl see the depth of her pain and her desire at the same time."Yes.. I'll call the school and you just stay in bed," and Teresa watched as her mom left and then heard her dialing the phone. She did feel like shit and there was no way she could have stood a day in school, her mom came in with some NyQuil and some juice."This will help. If you get to feeling worse, call me and I'll come home," and she kissed her on the forehead as she left, her mom was always the last one to leave. She settled into a sleep, the medicine kicking in as she dozed off, meanwhile at. He wanted to find the sexiest, sluttiest clothes that he could change back into when he returned to the hotel, and maybe a toy or two to enhance the stimulation. First up was some lingerie – definitely black seamed fishnet stockings, a black thong and a camisole with suspenders to hold up the stockings. After that some hooker heels, with platforms, long stilettos and an ankle strap. Lastly, a vibrator to enhance the experience when he got back to his room. He had got used to avoiding eye.