When Ali rang the bell at the Jordans', Tracy Jordan opened the dooralmost as if
she'd been waiting behind it.
“My, but you look ablolutely smashing this afternoon, Ali. Come on in.”
Ali looked Mrs. Jordan up and down as well. Tracy Jordan was wearing an almost
transparent robe of some filmy material. Underneath the gown she had on a
strange bra, it had only the bottoms of the cups and they lifted her heavy tits
up and shoved them out kind of like a shelf. Tracy wore long, black mesh
stockings with a black garterbelt, and red patent leather shoes.That was all.