If Mike is with me she performs the service for him as well.Week 6Bridget asked if she was thin enough to wear a pretty dress. She had her eyes downc...ast and blushed as she asked. I melted, but still I pretended to measure her with my eye. Then I said I might have something for her, but she had to be very careful with it and not to mess it. I had Bridget remove her black nightmare, as I thought of it, and the dowdy slip and stockings. I removed the now relatively loose corset and was pleased. It was a trick question. The Doctor was alwaysasking him trick questions. And it was so hard to answer, his mind wastoo cloudy."I don't know, Honey." If girls wear bras, don't they wear panties as well? Put on the pantiesthat came with your bra, Bianca."Bianca slid the filmy, lace panties up his slim shaven thighs. A thongdisappeared in the crease of his creamy rear cheeks. In front, the lacepanel barely covered his flaccid penis, showing off his shaved groin."And the anklets." Bianca pulled on. " I knew this was nothing, but to a four year old it meant a lot.I arrived at the apartment and Angel came to the door. "Brad, we have a slight problem. I was going to flush Goldie down the toilet and Sara said she wants to have a funeral and Goldie needs to be buried."Sara came into the room with little tears in her eyes. "I'm sorry about Goldie, honey. Do you want another fish?" No, daddy, I just want to bury Goldie. Mommy was going to throw her in the toilet." Okay, I'll tell you what we can. He was pleased with the way she looked, but his face barely even twitched to let her know. She wouldn’t get away with it that easily. She was staring at him, looking somewhere between panicked and aroused, goosebumps breaking out over her pale white arms. He drew her attention to the clock, and quietly asked: “What time is it, Alexandra?” She stared for a second, wondering if she could get past his perfectionism with an attempt at humour: “It’s about six, sir.” “What time is it PRECISELY,.