Irene wore a very short pleaded red skirt, it stopped just below her ass, and everyone in the room could see the small g-string red panties she wore w...ith it. To accompany the skirt she wore a mid-drift white spaghetti stringed tank top, and under it a red bra that matched the panties. She also had on a pair of red fishnet stockings, that rested up on her thighs, and a pair of black four inch heels. Danielle was just a little more subtle than Irene. She had chosen to wear a micro-mini jean skirt. I agree. I do believe they will at that..." "So, by any chance did you look in on Paul and Janice Meadows?" Jebulon asked, as he dabbed some glue on the base of yet another unattached wickedly tapered stiletto heel. "Funny you should ask about them, because, for some reason or another, I did look in on them tonight." "So, tell me. Is there anything new happening on that front?" "Yes, actually there is." "Alright. Go ahead." Zeb encouraged, as he carefully positioned the heel he had just. Thank you, Denny Wheeler, for volunteering to do one more proofreading edit. Any remaining errors are because of my stubborness.This is a work of fiction. If you recognize someone, please don't tell them. Any resemblance is strictly coincidental and probably highly insulting!Place: Northern Indiana or a reasonable facsimile thereof. The places here are what I needed to make the story work and the distances do not pretend to be accurate, so draw a new map.Time: A few years ago, before cell. She took the curlers out and brushed his hair, and he now saw hehad a head full of curls. He was mortified at everything. Hismother said now that he was going to be a little girl, he had tolearn girl things. She told him he could help make supper. He peeled the potatoes and got the pots and pans out that shetold him they needed. She explained everything to him. When thesupper was starting to cook she gave him a hug and told him sheloved having a daughter and maybe she would keep him that way..