Amanda froze in place when she heard a knock at the door.
"Mandy? You've been there a while and I really need to do my business."
Reluctantly but glad that someone broke her from her reverie, Amanda washed her face and then opened the door. She saw Mark's face and immediately she wondered if she could get him to wear nylons. Suddenly, she blushed.
"All yours." She said, not meeting his eyes.
Mike just stared and said nothing, going in quickly.
Amanda decided that she needed to talk to someone, get the idea of pantyhose out of her head, at least until she could get more. Perhaps that would quiet the urges down. Walking downstairs, she hoped her friend Maria was still there.
