He left and I rushed to put on the rest of the clothing. White silk stockings with the seam in back, a very short pink mini dress with flaring skirt a...so made out of latex. And there were a pair of open toed pink knee high boots with six inch spike heels. But there were no panties, OH WELL! I hurriedly got it all on and rushed to do my make-up and use tooth brush and deodorant that were there also. Put on make-up and some perfume in a lovely unlabeled bottle.Saw a tube of vaseline and hiking up. I wasn't complaining and you really don't have to answer my question. I was just curious. You're very good at showing ladies a great time, socially. Most men try to take it farther, given the slightest opportunity. You aren't gay, are you?" Helen blurted, and then quickly added, "Not that there's anything wrong with that!" Helen!" I laughed. "No, I'm very much hetero. I'll tell you the truth, but I want you to promise to keep it to yourself." Great! I can hardly wait, but I'll have to do just. Zoes crying was loud, part of me felt bad for yelling at her, but I was defiant in not allowing myself to be hurt. I had loved Zoe for so long, ever since I first saw her. But I decided it was time for me to let go and accept that Zoe would never truly love me. I thought back to holding her in my arms and kissing her, a short but sweet experience. Surely she felt something too, did she not feel the love as she kissed me back? I thought. Shortly after our fight the taxi arrived outside my house.. She dressed in skirts and tops which showed off her developing body to its best advantage. As she would walk past me she would reach down and give her skirt a little flip exposing more and more of her shapely legs for me to see. Sometimes I could even get a quick flash of the back of her panties if she flipped her skirt hard enough. She never did that to any other guys so I suspected she was smitten with a crush on yours truly.As time went by she would get friendlier with, "Good morning Greg,".