Even if my first job required me to dress as a maid.Mom wished me luck, and then Ms. Underbust took the phone and said Iwould stay with her tonight an... she would bring me home tomorrowmorning to pack whatever I wanted to take to my new apartment.Anything I left behind could be thrown away. Mom asked for my newaddress, and Ms. Underbust gave her a post office box number that shesaid was the apartment building. I learned later that it was actuallyMs. Underbust's post office box.Twenty-four hours. Something I ate," I said, and then gave her a wink. Closing and locking the restroom door, I removed my matronly dress, hanging it on the rack behind the door. Removing my panties and bra, I hung the bra on the rack and searched for a place to put my panties. Not finding any place sufficient, I cast them on the floor. "What am I doing?" I thought while standing in front of the mirror fondling my breasts. The relief of my touch caused a purr to slip from my mouth—the purr graduated a few minutes. It had been her wish for some time, and the prospect of having found a group of people that might actually satisfy her kink was exciting to her. There was a freshness to her attitude, a desire and willingness that made me think we might actually be able to revitalize the club.And so, after being passed through the usual checks by the commitee, it was scheduled. A special weekend, out at the remote farm owned by the club for these special, private events which needed to be hidden from prying. .I wanted to watch, but Ididn't want Ell to think I was a perv. so I turned to Sports Center tosee what was going on in pre-football season.A couple of minutes later, Ell walked out (she was wearing short shorts,a lace cami top... must have been a push up bra. She was barefoot andher toes were pink. She was killing me."Pussycat dolls eh Alan? They're HOT. You don't have to change thechanel on my accout. I know what boys really like and I don't mind...remember the power of sexy."She sat down and.