It was also a little sheer so in the right light you could see her panties too!) She said; I was on the side of the house working on our flowers. The ...younger brother was out in his driveway washing his car. She said I knew he was watching me but when he wasn’t looking I tugged my dress up so it would stay very short. There was a little breeze that day so I felt my dress fly up exposing my sexy white panties many times. Even if I wanted to pull my dress down I couldn’t because I had mud on my. I took in the area where I’d be spending the next ... what? I thought to myself. 10 minutes? Half Hour? Two hours? I had no idea how long I’d be out there, or what I’d even do. Then the doubt hit me. What if the dogs didn’t or couldn’t behave? What if they got antsy or stage fright or just decided to pee on the floor and run off? What if I peed on the floor?The stage was one step up from the level I’d walked out on. I finally got there, and took in the surroundings. The floor was a soft, yet. We arranged to meet at Starbucks this time. It was a mile closer to Bonnie's house and we met there at 1 o'clock. If Bonnie had been out of sorts the day before, she looked moderately stunned today. Shell-shocked is a better word. Her eyes were bloodshot and red-rimmed. The red of her nose had nothing to do with the cold, and she only shook her head at me as I closed her car door and offered a hug. I followed her in, not even allowed to be gentlemanly with the front door. She again chose the. I ran out of oil and my wonderful Buick just wouldn't go any farther. I had all of my savings with me. I made a great deal of money as a ballerina, but I don't trust banks. My father lost a fortune in the Depression, but that's another story. I am world famous, as you know, but I was now competing with younger ballerinas and that's why I decided to go to Hollywood. But my car broke down in this town. I was stranded in Death Valley. There was no one around and no telephone. I got out of my car.