I would spendno more than 10 or 15 minutes dressed and then get changed and return towork. I was extremely careful and was sure that nobody knew about... my extracurricula work activity.I had found the cellar by accident, when looking through the archives, andfound a small store room which could be locked from inside. After severalvisits I soon realised that nobody ever went into the storeroom andtherefore decided to take my chance and dress up in it. It was also veryhelpful that the only access. "I am afraid you are a bit overdressed."I nervously looked down at my clothes. I wrapped my hands at the base of my shirt and pulled it over my head. I then reached behind and unclipped my bra. I pulled it off my chest. I could feel the warm sun on my tender breasts. The feel of the breeze aroused me and hardened the nipples.She watched as I anxiously undressed. I pulled down my panties along with my leggings. My pussy wasn't shaved but she didn't seem to mind. She reached over and grabbed some. She didn’t say a word the whole way there. I grabbed my small duffle out of the trunk, a change of clothes because I hate monkey suits and my sleep clothes. I still had a room here, but the majority of my stuff was at my own apartment. Once I got changed, I came out and Rachel had put together a small lunch and was at the dining room table.“Rachel, you didn’t have to do that.”“I had to do something. You should eat. I’m going to change clothes.”She got up and took about three steps when her legs. "You'recute," she said, "I hope you stay here and live with Mommy and Daddyand me!"I rolled over and sighed. I tried to go to sleep, but it just wasn'tworking."Do you have a mommy like I do?" Blodwyn asked. I turned back to herand shook my head. "Do you have a daddy?" I shook my head again. "Youdon't have a mommy or a daddy? That's so sad..." I saw tears buildingup in her eyes.I tried to slide myself across to her, but it was difficult to move.She reached out to me and helped me along, and I.