During lunchI inspected myself in the toilet mirror. My ears had long danglyearrings in them and my hair was definitely longer with a hint of blondin ...t. This really worried me as so far only my clothes had changed butmy hair was a physical change. So should I expect more? Time wouldtell.By the time I got home that day I had just about mastered walking inthe 4 inch heels. I couldn't help but smile as I looked down to admirewhat I was wearing, at the mini that hugged my ass and thighs and theway. At about 2:30 PM, I called and she said that she was home alone and free for the afternoon. She gave me directions to her apartment and told me to bring a pint of whiskey. Here I went, Jim Bean, brown-bagged, in hand, to her apartment, which was a glorified dorm room on campus. I hadn't ever seen her before and this was in the day before Facebook, so I was somewhat nervous about what would answer the door. I figured that if the door opened and I was confronted by a horrifyingly hideous. Then I told her I put them on in the park bathroom. She asked how I liked them. I told her they were very comfy and made me feel sexy. I also told her I had a hard on all afternoon and my new panties were moist. That sealed it… I was in!I said that I wanted to tell her so that she didn’t get pissed off if she found them in my car or drawer or somewhere. She agreed that was a good thing. All in all, she seemed okay with it. I think she found if a bit odd, but harmless. And happy I told. He pulled several rolls of duct tape from his backpack. "Get in the back with your husband and daughter." He said."Is he going to kill us, or tie us up and take the car?" Anna wondered as she climbed between the seats to get next to her husband. Santana threw her a roll of tape."Tape his hands together behind him; then do your daughter the same way." He said as he pointed the gun at her. Ken was now laying face down on the floor of the van. Anna taped his hands behind him."Now the kid." Santana.