I looked at her and grinned sheepishly.I stepped into the slip and adjusted it onto my waist and thenput on the blouse. It fit me perfectly and this w...s followed bythe kilt.I had never had shoes before as Lorna's were too small and I hadnot had the courage to buy any. The boots fit me perfectly andfelt incredible. I went to turn to the mirror but Lorna guidedme to her dressing table and sat me down and started applyingmakeup giving me a commentary as she went."You had too much rouge on and your. I hope you have enjoyed my previous stories. This particular story is a real life incidence which took about 10 years back. I was then 26 years old and had been working in an IT firm in Pune. I was deputed to Hyderabad for a period of 6 months on a project delivery. In about a week I managed to have 1BHK house on the 3rd floor. It was on the top of the building with a big open terrace. The house where I stayed had another single room next to my house which was usually empty and used by the. I found my heels I had on today so I slipped them on and picked up one of Tim’s white dress shirts and put it on as I ran down the stairs in heels to the front door. I peeked out the little peeper and in the dark I saw two cops. Shit what is this? I didn’t open the door, who knows they may not be the real thing and here it is after 12 midnight . “Who is it?” “Miss it’s the security patrol, can you open up?” I turned on the outside. The blonde grabbed a fistful of hair and roughly squashed my face onto the brunette girl’s shoe. Then as quickly as I felt the force at the back of my head, it receded and I was left to my own devices to kiss this girl’s shoe. As my lips brushed her shoe, she quickly moved away so that I fell flat on my stomach. She nudged me with her foot so that I rolled back over onto my back.Soon after I felt a great weight on the palms of my hands. My arms were stretched above my head and as I opened.