Patsy, my sitter, was late and I was getting frazzled. I was trying to pull my panty hose up where it wrinkled on my thigh and snagged it with my nail... and started a run. I ’bout said the hell with going out ’cause I was down to just this pair. I remembered what my momma told me and dabbed a little clear finger nail polish on the tear so it wouldn’t run no more. Hopefully it was high enough under my short jean skirt that it wouldn’t show. I put on my new boots daddy give me for my birthday –. I'm serious."She kissed me. "Sorry, I forgot who I'm dealing with. It is going tohappen and you are going to be beautiful." Here's hoping," I said.I went off to work, pleased with myself. I was crampy as hell but Iwas in control of my life. I was eating right, I was tracking andnothing was going to stop me. I was wearing black pants, a bluesweater and flats. I couldn't wear a dress on the first day of myperiod. I felt bloated and disgusting. I couldn't help laughing. Ifyou had told me. As I stand there in despair, I hear a deep sexy voice right behind me and almost jump out of my skin!It is a trucker who has seen me unable to do much and come over to rescue a damsel in distress."Need any help, Lady?" he asks me in that deep brown sugar voice and boy am I glad to see him.He fixes something under the hood and slams it shut before saying to me "You look really cold and wet, sweetheart. How about coming over to my rig and having a cup of hot coffee before you leave.I have a. But then one night, as I sat there watching, she walked towards the full-length windows in her living area and stopped. She seemed to be looking directly at me! I held my breath, ducking back slightly into the darkness. Fuckkkk... she saw me... I'm sure she saw me. I should have, right there and then, stopped this craziness, but no I couldn't do that.As I held my breath this angel of mine slowly stripped off her underwear, posing naked for a brief moment, and then she walked away. For a.