The low heels she was wearing beforehad been replaced by white high-heeled strappy sandals so that she couldsee her newly-painted toes."Ohh, my God! W...hat have you done to me?" Her lips stretched into abroad sensuous smile, almost splitting her face in two, radiant hardlycovered it. "I take it you like it then?" said Sandra. "See what a pair of realartists can do. The best in Brisbane, That's us." No false modestythere.Cathy was standing at my shoulder, beaming like she owned me. I baskedin the. Luke was a Peeping Tom. He had been a real devil as a child, always climbing, always running, being outdoors. When he was in his new room he worked out that he could go out at night without his mother knowing. That’s what he did, first as a challenge to himself, then as a turn on. His night time wanderings had shown him several houses where people got naked without closing their curtains or blinds. He guessed they thought nobody would see them, or maybe he wondered if they in fact wanted to be. Friday night was orgy night - everyone and anything goes. Sometimes we used the living room floor or the basement. The sex chair down there started to get a real workout.Saturday and Sunday we spent back with our normal bed partners. Jenny and I spent Saturday nights just holding each other and talking, making plans. Sunday was all passion. I loved them all equally but it seemed the best was always with Jenny.Out of those plans came the decision to have a contractor finish the three bedrooms. "A Wonderful Night in New York"I pulled the wig on, and there was Laura, staring back at me in themirror. I brushed her long, shoulder length black hair. It was soft andstraight, and I put a simple black headband on to pull it off her face.Her face smiled at me through those beautiful, full red lips. Her brightblue eyes highlighted with a darker shade of eye shadow gave her aseductive yet innocent look. I always get butterflies in my stomach whenshe looks at me. And I'm always surprised.