Or I might find myself squeezed into one of those Playtex rubber panty-girdles, so small I had to be rubbed with hand cream just to get it overmy hips... It was the midriff style, squeezing my tummy breathlessly evenas it forced me to keep my back straight, so that bending over, or evenwalking, was a major effort!And in these outrageously feminine outfits, I was required to do thefarm chores: Last week, I had cleaned out the pig pens wearing abeautiful, full-length wedding dress of heavy white. In the drive way was my father's car. I was shocked to say the least that he was home from work already. I almost turned away in that instant, but I forced myself to go inside.When I got in there was no sign of my father and that is when I heard the shower running. So I quietly slipped into my room. I was on the verge of being frantic. I did the only thing I could and that was to call my best friend. I told her the whole story. She was concerned for me, but at the same time highly turned on.. "There are a couple things that we would add, but they could be used by the tower for all flights." I need to call Lorrie up here; the aviation department is her baby. She needs to be a part of the decision making process," I replied. "Let me call the engineer to see what we would need to make the changes you want," I replied.Tony and Kathy were on their way to the office to add today's productivity to the charts and graphs. While we were waiting Frank explained what he needed. He came. I found it warm, but in a different way than the rest of the apartment. The heat just seemed kind of surface heat, it didn't really penetrate. I don't know how else to explain it. I was still cold deep inside, but my skin was warmer somehow. Probably my imagination.I ran about eight inches of water into the tub, then I put the little plastic step stool into the tub then climbed in. With a kitchen sponge I washed my body with a new bar of soap. That one bar of soap was doing double duty as a.