..mmmmmmm she's having a shower. Now she spends 20 minutes to half hour under the shower, excellent time for some peeping.I went up the stairs quietly..., the bathroom door was wide open and she was happily washing her hair, i could tell by the sound of the shampoo hitting the bath, my chance for a peep, i carefully pulled back on end of the curtain there she was washing her hair, eyes closed, and massaging her head. Her nipples were erect and jutting from her gorgeous boobs, they were still pert. Some days when Elizabeth had the day off during the week she would come over and watch the baby. Things were moving along quite nicely until one day when Elizabeth was visiting, she announced that the store where she was working had gone out of business leaving her out of work. Wit the economy in the midst of a recession she was not able to find work. She was close to having to give up her apartment. She had no idea what she was going to do.Alex told her "Liz, there is no question about it.. Just not quite a deadly accident. But, the ladder thing could have broken bones, at least. Were you responsible? We didn't make any noises about the ladder. How did you even know about it if you weren't involved?" Helen's demeanor held Dumont's attention firmly.Dumont nodded. "Yes. I did know about the ladder. I think the re-bar was an accident, but I'm not sure. I didn't sabotage the ladder, Helen. I only heard about it after the whole thing happened. I was in Geneva that day, you know." Helen. "Keep them on until the call's done!" she tinkered at me as she sashayed away, pantiless, locking the door behind her as she left.I finished the call with a rock-hard boner filling the hard steel cup of my chastity belt. I hadn't come for thirty-one days.When the call was over, I took off her panties and stuck the moist, aromatic wisp into my pocket and went back to work. Eventually the boner shrunk as I got into spreadsheets.Late in the afternoon, the owner called a quick conference in his.