Went to the bathroom to fix my makeup and wig and settled down to wait. Bang on time a knock came at the door. I sashayed to the door checked through ...he spy hole and saw him. I opened the door and beckoned him in.He was wearing work clothes - jeans, polo shirt and tatty trainers dressed for a hard days graft. I was still in my slutty outfit from the night before still half cut. What a pair we made.I positioned him in front of the camera (he was aware) then gave a cheeky wink to whoever was. " I looked around at the four of them as though it had suddenly occurred to me that I was surrounded by a roomful of Martians. Each of them returned my startled gaze with the same big grin.Especially the girl. Sheila. At eighteen she was extremely attractive, and was now starting to uncoil the full extent of her beauty as she spread her legs out on the floor from under her short dress.I could see how she'd been elected cheerleader. Her legs were long, shapely and tan, and must have looked. After all my sorting and e-mailing I decided to meet Tony, the first e-mail response I sent. He sent a two gorgeous picture of himself one in a suit, and one outside, but both showed a very handsome man with a casual confidence. His body language in both pictures showed a very comfortable man. Best of all, he was sexy as hell!!! I didn't dress very carefully, as I didn't want to appear that I was trying too hard. I was wearing some plaid shorts, a Billabong tank top, and some make-up to accent. Markgrabbed one laying it on the dressers top before opening the seconddrawer. He was expecting to see baby pants but not in the variety thatappeared. A dozen maybe more and some of the extremely girlish."Does my baby girl have a favorite?" Mark asked."On me or on you?" Abby asked back smiling."On you silly, I'm already wearing mine," Mark said."Something with lace then. Those on the right top," Abby said.Mark took up the upper most pair on the right stack. Ruffles and lacebut it was the nylon.