Going with the underwear

Staring between the two choices in my browser and with a small jerk off session in-between to some Ashely Tisdale photos to clear the mind. I finally close down the other tab and start to purchase the underwear because as great as it would be to have some role-play in my time with Ashley this is what she is going to spending most her time in or not you know what I mean.

Never the less a few clicks and an email later saying thanks for my purchase it only dawns on me that I don't know the actresses size. Its a last minute thought and I go to panic only to realise that this is a one time thing, I mean I won't be buying bra's and underwear for her so if its a little small then I guess it ok and if its too big guess I they might make a good cleaning cloth after this is all over.

Minor panic over, I shut the lid of my laptop and ready myself for the wait and by that I mean continue on in this life I had built myself into the life of an shop worker. It certainly did not pay well but I had to but my bad egg way of life behind me if I wanted to keep out the way of the law as such eight hours of my days went by simple stacking shelves and serving customers until finally the week I booked off came to be leaving me to simple get up in the morning watch some news, do the chorus and other personal matters such as dealing with where to hide the underwear that came in a brown box from visitors.

Never the less it all happened when I least expected it at midnight that Friday there is a few knocks at my door making me fly out of bed in my boxer with a look of horror on my face as I crept towards my front door and peeked through the spy hole to see.