He could feel the hairstickling his neck and back. She fussed with the wig for a moment andthen seemed to fasten something to it.Then, taking the leas..., she led him slowly across the room. With thehigh heels, corset and hobble skirt, he could only take tiny mincingsteps. Eventually she stopped him and removed the blindfold. Only thendid the true horror of his situation greet him.In front of him was a large full-length mirror.He moaned at the sight of his normally macho body dressed in a. The fat lady at the bar walked in one of the rooms with her man. few guys followed them, i figured that boys must be following them to see if they can watch. another came over and started talking to the couple i was sitting close to. they spoke for 5 minutes i could make out they were not interested. in the meantime i stood and went in the corridor to the rooms. the fat lady had started making out with the guy and the room was open.She was topless and was making loud noises. the swing room was. "I felt like I was blushing. I didn't know what to say."Didn't you say you were about to take a shower?" Cathy asked. "I feel a little dirty right now. Maybe I could join you?"She pulled the sash on her long coat and shrugged out of it. It dropped to the floor where my dress was still laying.She had on a pale blue, sleeveless sweater that showed off her fit arms. It had a v-neck that dipped down. The sweater clung tightly to her small, perfect tits. Her skirt was knee length and a shade of navy. He chose theblack one which he donned luxuriating in the feel of the smooth lining asit slid up his arms and caressed his body swishing around his legs,buttoning it securely and cinching the belt tight. He lifted the blackhood carefully over his permed gray hair and tied its ties in a neat bowensuring the turnback of the voluminous material was evenly arranged.Stepping confidently out of the room, his mack deliciously sussuratingover his satin skirts and petticoats with a harmonic rustle from.