They came in, placed our food, removed our untouched soup, replaced our drinks, and were gone in minutes. It gave me a second to think. Of course, Mr.... Sterling had a point. There wasn't going to be much that he could say to assuage my concerns. However, a week in his company left a riot of butterflies in my stomach. And if that was the case, how could I even think about a permanent arrangement in the way he wanted? But then, I thought about the depression the last time I left him. I thought. You look terrific," Valerie said. She now had a bigsmile on her face. I felt all warm and happy inside when shecommented on how I looked. I still can't get enough reassurance. "Thanks, but it's a wig." I answered with a giggle. "Really, I could've sworn it was real. Did you wear a wigto the reunion?" she asked with amazement. "Yes, that was a wig also," I answered. "I would have never guessed." she said as she started toblush. "You weren't supposed to." I answered trying to. She handed me a matching white bra."You're a real expert at this, aren't you?" she said as she watched me snap the bra around my chest and then turn it around so the cups were in front. "I can see you've had lots of practice." I had."Now, let's see...." She rummaged in the parcels. "Here we are. They're kind of cheap," she went on, holding up a pair of breast forms, "but then, you're going to look kind of cheap when I get done with you."I hadn't ever used breast forms. I stuffed my bras with. ”“This is not harmless, this is horrendous. Are you on drugs or something? Explain yourself!”“I don’t know. I just think it could be fun to be sexual with you. I’m sorry if you’re mad. Maybe it was a stupid idea.”“You shouldn’t send me those kind of pictures; you should talk to me like an adult.”“Are you going to tell Dad? Please don’t. He will freak out.”“I’m not going to share this with anyone, least of all your father.”“Thanks Mum.