"Hey...Mrs...Vanderhooof?" The fat man mumbled. I didn't know it at the time, but in less than 12 hours, that would be my new life.
"Its Vanderhoof" I said opening the door. I was in such excitment I had tottaly forgotten I was still in my pink night slip. "Oh my gosh excuse me!" I yelled as I went to close the door but slipped. I was so clumsy. When I fell I remember the man, now me, caught a glimpse of my matching panties and for all excited.
"Oh sorry Mrs. My name is Chuck hold on let me help you up there." he said handing my his big hairy hand. Now that they are mine, I can see how they are useful. I remember being so humiliated, I but gingerly stood up to speak with the man. "Thank you Chuck, now what is it you want to tell me?"
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