As he waited at the bar my eyes drifted to the group of lads, they were a mixed bunch, tall, short,some muscular others skinny. I worked out from obse...rving them that they were a stag party, the 'stag' being a black guy in his late twenties, the others were,black, mixed race and four white guys.My eyes rested upon a younger black guy, early twenties, well built in a sporty sense with close cropped hair. Like them all he was wearing a white T- shirt identifying them as part of 'Dek's Stag Crew',. He has Allison hang her bra and panties from his coat rack.The office was kept extra cool during Allison’s time there. The gym shirt was made from the breathable fabric that shows every bump underneath it. The shirt was also at least a full size too small, something that is hard to do for my wife’s tiny body. The result was that Allison’s naturally pokie nipples were almost as visible as if she had been naked.She started working for the day by typing some memos to customers based on Mr. Smith’s. The thin blonde arcs that were the eyebrows so carefully plucked each and every day. The light blonde, almost invisible, lashes that needed the black Mabelline to allow the blue eyes to tease with their batting. The small, straight nose. The pink ears that poked out of the drawn-back blonde hair with their pierced lobes. And the small dimpled chin. Oh it was all perfect as always. Kim sighed and dropped gently back onto the bed again, wishing to be given permission to dress soon. It was. I'd think, "Maybe she liked it, after all she came to MY bed. She did not have to do that. "I don't know how long things might have continued if she had not had her accident.It was stupid really. She was coming home from school and a kid was riding his bike. Neither one was paying attention. She saw him right before he hit her, and jumped into the street to avoid him. The truck that hit her ripped tendons in her hip, severely bruised her ankle. She required 27 sitches in her left leg, and broke.