As an added touch, a white stuffed Unicorn was perched on top of her pillow.“Cool,” passed through my mind and that was quickly followed by “Ain...’t it!” filtering in. I know I wasn’t the one who said that. Stacy laughed, said “Me!” and was next to me again.“Miss me?” she asked.Just a wee bit embarrassed at being caught in her bedroom, I answered, “Yeah ... And lonely too.”I told her, “I thought I’d try out what you mentioned to me about imagining something and then being there.” I paused, then. He hears all the conversations, and now he IS worried. I love the look in his eyes when he wonders if I’ll ?cross the line?. In this situation, I just might be tempted. It will take a while, maybe an hour, for my friends to arrive, so in the meantime . . .My computer is in the living room, where he stands on the chair. I pull the small table it sits on around to where he can see the monitor (I have a nice-sized flat screen, so I know he can see it well too), then I move my nice, swivel/recline. Unbeknownst to me Alec had signed us up and Vladimir gave us the honor of going first. We had the score to beat for about fifteen minutes. Mom showed up just as the tournament was starting to root for us. She moved to kiss Alec on the cheek and then me. She shouted with a smile, "I'm proud of my guys."Her outfit was a stunning black leather and fishnet teddy encased in skin tight hip-hugger jeans. The teddy was flattering and the plunging neckline emphasized her bust. Her nipples were evident. Men passing just turned and stared at her bottom – firm round shapes hanging below the hemline – many gave soft whistles and I got her to start turning around and look at them staring back over their shoulders. I told her to smile and soon she even blew a few of them a couple of little flirtatious kisses and started laughing at them when they turned around. I could tell that she was becoming completely at ease with her new 52 kg body. With her 4 inch heels and arching small of her back, she.