Haunting her private rooms naked but for her transparent sarees and the watering can with which she tended to the plant life that provided her only co...mpanionship, Sheila–the gray webbing through her hair now but her physical beauty otherwise undiminished–unhappily endured. Daydreaming about rain in Assam one afternoon, however, Sheila’s stilted calm of an existence was about to crumble. She was watering the lush arboretum that concealed the balcony to her bedroom one day when overtaken by. I looked at my watch. I had only 20 minutes to go. I put my wig on andadmired the sultry figure that stared back at me. Then came my sheerpantyhose and then I slipped into my black pumps. I always get a thrilltaking my first few steps in high heels and it occurred to me that it hadbeen too long since I had dressed. I always wear my wig and stockings beforeI do my nails (for obvious reasons) but I wondered whether I would have thetime. My shoes came off briefly as I stepped into my new dress,. Carly’s heart was pounding as she drove home. She read stories about weird bosses but she never expected it to happen to her. She felt a warmth in her pussy and she rubbed her legs together. She couldn’t believe she got wet from that interaction. Michael was an older man, but he wasn’t old. He was probably in his fifties. He had a full head of hair that was sprinkled with grey. He wasn’t out of shape. Carly knit her eyebrows together… “In fact, he’s actually sort of good looking,” Carly was. ”“This new song, is the beginning of a new world for you. If I had the Power of the Amp when I was your age, I would have made it to the top of the charts - I would’ve had women following me everywhere I went - just like they’re going to follow you around for the rest of your life.”“Uh - what’s so special about this song, that it gives me even more Power of The Amp?”“Take a look at this photo of Gail and Ginger, the day they arrived here back on the last day of May.”“This was taken in May of.