)The Panty Storeby Princess PervetteThere it was...the Panty Store. The window was full of them...nothingbut panties, all sizes, all shapes, all colo...rs, all styles. My heartwas pounding as I walked in.The entire interior of the store resembled some young girl's bedroom--all pink, with ruffles and lace everywhere. There was a hint of somevery feminine perfume in the air. The old-fashioned term, "boudoir,"came to my mind. After seeing the window display, I would have thoughtthat there. After Beth was transferred to one of the stainless steel tables, the coroner removed the sheet from her corpse. He quickly examined her neck and determined that no autopsy was necessary. Death had resulted from trauma associated with crash and the snapping of her neck. He now directed the young morgue attendant to release her body and contact the funeral home when her family selected one. He indicated that would probably occur tomorrow morning and directed the attendant to strip and rinse her. "Mr. Cedric don'tworry this vehicle is so armored that if they hit us with a RPG we willjust need to get it washed. We have heavily armed backup at the helipad,and I am sure it is secured. Our ETA is in less than 5 minutes and thechopper is ready to take off when we get there."We made it on the helicopter safely and in one hour and forty-eightminutes we landed on the lawn of a mansion in the NC mountains. A man,was waiting at the pad and waved me over to him, when I got off thehelicopter. Then. We settled down at the table and tucked into our meal. We chatted away about the usual stuff, nothing out of the ordinary but in my mind there was awkwardness. Sarah had a low cut top on and I couldn't help but look at her cleavage. Something inside me was wanting it more and I really needed my hands on her. After dinner I cleaned up the plates and joined her on the couch. Not long after sitting down she made her move into her normal position. However this time only wrapping one arm around mine.