I would have had to turn my head to see what kept drawing her eyes down, but it would have been quite obvious where I was looking, so I kept trying to...look him in the eyes without having much luck. After dinner we stopped off at one of the bars that had a live band and dancing. Sandy seemed to prefer the slow dances that night and danced closer than we had in quite awhile. On the way home she sat close and massaged my cock until it was rock hard and promised to take care of it as soon as we got. At this point I desist from touching myself for several minutes as I know the addition of my final erotic piece of apparel may otherwise cause me to come without any additional stimulation.The last touch to my outfit is a big frilly pair of rhumba panties. Soft silky nylon in the same colour as my suspenders, nightie and plastic panties. These panties which I've also seen advertised as "pettipants" are wonderfully frothy, with five or six rows of ruffled lace all around the front and back and a. That still gives us the option to use it when we want to, but if we run a couple of high-profile operations with it, it'll make the use look legitimate."Dale nodded his head. "What kind of operations do you have in mind?" Some sort of Cousteau or Greenpeace thing. You remember last summer, when Heather was talking about the Japanese whaling fleet? What happens if we go out looking for them, and take a video crew with us. We can get tapes of the whale killing under way, and maybe do something. Tracy stopped and was silent for a full minute obviously trying toprocess what she just heard. "I think you're just bluffing. You arewearing a dress and the nephew I knew is barely detectable. Are yousure, Marcie?" Yes," Mark said quietly, wincing again at the feminine form of hisname."Ok then," Tracy said reaching for the bags on the table. "I broughthome food. Let's eat and figure out what's next." She was obviouslystruggling with disappointment at his decision to continue.Mark sat down.