I slipped out of my sandals. I unbuttoned my dress and pulled it over my shoulders and pulled it off. I stood there wearing only my panties as I folde... my dress and laid it on the seat inside the booth. I took the bikini top and wrapped it around myself. I hooked it together in front and turned it around to cup my breasts. It actually fit pretty well, but I was a little disappointed to find that it covered all of my breasts. This was not my idea of sexy clothing. I quickly tried the bikini. “I called the Gee Spot and they made an announcement.” As the parked the car, Kimberly began to have second thoughts or to be more precise third of fourth thoughts. This did not seem like her scene. “Don’t you think these clothes are a little, well, square?”. In order to arrive at 7pm Kimberly had come straight from work and was wearing a smart but terribly conventional skirt suit. “Give me a second”, Alice whipped out her make up tin and set to work. In a matter of minutes, Alice had. It was a whole morning's work to load the truck after he got back. We went up to check the apartment one last time. We didn't want to leave anything behind, and we wanted it nice and neat for the landlord's inspection. We needed to get our whole deposit back.The living room was clean, and our stuff was gone or packed in the two bags that would ride in the front with us. "Goodbye, house," I said. I was surprised at my sadness in leaving that apartment, with its antique plumbing and left-over. I managed to jump back without damaging the plant or myself, but myimmediate reaction to pull my nightshirt up to look at the damage. Thereon the inside of my upper left thigh was a weal, a white weal of aboutan inch long with a definite red line inside it. I touched it, feelingit gently to see if there was a sting in it, but there didn't seem tobe. It almost felt like a nettle sting, but worse. I rubbed it, it easedthe hurt and in fact rubbing it, well perhaps the best way I candescribe it as,.