I was only able to get into one pair of the jeans. They were low on mywaist and the crotch dung into my ass and groin. The pale blue stretchdenim clu...ng to my legs like they were spray painted on and only camedown to just above my ankles. Sylvia checked the fit, noted the sizeand left me standing in the common area."Shit! Shit! Someone is going to start screaming any minute that I'min the girl's changing area. I can't believe this is happening to me.Oh I'm so dead," I thought praying that I. He was a nice enough lad though, fairly quiet, a little shy, so it wasn’t a problem to have him around. His work sometimes meant he was away for a couple of days at a time so it worked out ok, but I had to retrieve an old cotton dressing gown from the back of my cupboard to slip into when I would have normally wandered around the house nude. It was not a perfect solution for sparing this young man the sight of my naked, early fifties body, as the damn thing would fall open every five minutes,. I’ve always thought he was attractive, in his early forties, tall and fit looking with a naughty glint in his eye: he made me feel as though he was looking at me stark naked. We had chatted occasionally over the hedge but never been alone together. He asked me if I’d like a coffee, and I found myself agreeing and going into his house. Rather than putting the kettle on, he opened a bottle of wine and poured us both a large glass. ‘You look unhappy’, he told me. ‘Sometimes I feel life is passing. Before we address your problem, there is the matter of payment.”“How much?” the woman asked.Magus answered, “The first solution is ten dollars and you’ll owe me one favor. Each subsequent solution adds a zero to the price without requiring an additional favor.”“Ten dollars?”“Yes,” Magus answered.“What can you do for ten dollars?”Magus answered, “I can move mountains if necessary.”The woman dug in her purse and came out with a twenty dollar bill. She handed it over to him and said, “I don’t have.