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In her usual concise manner Jean told him ¡V or rather instructed ¡V where food and drink were to be found, where he was to sleep, and showed him the computer in her study. She also told him how to use the television and DVD, but added, "I suppose you'll be too busy with your studies to be bothered with those."
"Dream on," he thought, but smiled ingenuously and said, "Yes, I suppose I will."
"Then I'll leave you to it; I'll be back about half past eleven." With that she departed.
Although Paul had been in the house before he had never seen the bedrooms or even the kitchen. Since he had the place to himself he decided to satisfy youthful curiosity and take a look around; his look around included poking into drawers and cupboards.
He had come to the conclusion that there was nothing exceptional to be found until he opened some drawers in Jean's bedroom. First to come into view were some items of underwear that he had never imagined Jean wearing; not that he'd thought much about her underwear, but if he did he had always imagined it to be made of knitted barbed wire.
The bras and panties were of the flimsiest and definitely see-through. He tried to picture Jean wearing these delicate items, and after a minute or two of straining his imagination he discovered that he'd got a modified image of her. "Yes, I suppose with her figure she'd look fairly good," he managed to grudgingly concede.
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