Each day I look at the wardrobecarefully planning my clothes for the day ahead. Making sure thateach piece complements the remainder.Trying to make s...ure that I don't wear exactly the same outfit for along time.So that every day there is something different to be looked at.I don't like short skirts much. Men seem to like them. But they haveno particular interest. They show all at first glance. So who isgoing to waste time looking over and over again.Clothes that tease are far more. She was still half asleep, i grabbed her round the neck and dragged her onto the floor. I was in no mood to worry about her feelings and i knocked her unconcious and tied her up. It looked like she had put the new girl to sleep until she needed her. She was laid naked at the opposite side of the bed. I must admit she looked beautiful laid there. I felt like grabbing hold of her and fucking her but she could stay there for now. I conected Sue up to the computer and reprogrammed her to be. She took a stool, and leaned back against the bench where people sat to drink coffee and stare out of the window.“Look, I hate to ask, but ... did you go into my office yesterday?”“Yeah,” Carlotta answered. “Is that a problem?”“Well, no, it’s just ... I just ... well, I left a little note.”“I didn’t see any notes,” she said with a smile. He really seemed to be freaked out by something.“Yes, it wasn’t really a normal sort of note. And it wasn’t meant for you. It was meant for Matilda.”“Oh?”“Yes.. Lenore nodded. "It's okay. You can do it really skillfully with only a few weeks' practice, and you can still do it pretty clumsily the first few times you try it. The key is to practice when no one you're trying to impress is around." Oh, thanks," he groaned.Lenore grinned at him. "I'm taken, and you know it. So, you can't be trying to impress me. Take us over, Mister Shiplett."He did, clumsily."That's why we lock it out and tag it out both. The tag is visual, but also has who locked it and.