I tried the dress on, and it was a perfect fit but the zipper running up the back was a little awkward to start with. "It will get easier with use," I...mumbled to myself. I looked at myself in the mirror and although the outline of my panties could just be seen through the dress there was no sign of my nipples. That won't please the boys!Next I put my make-up on. The blood red lipstick seemed to go particularly well with the dress and by the time I had finished putting my make-up on I looked. ”Susan looked at Jack and smiled weakly then slowly climbed out of her side of the car. Seeing that group of naked girls had really unnerved her as she realized that that is exactly what she would be doing tomorrow - walking around totally naked - showing off her tits, pussy and ass to everyone and anyone they met ... FOR SEVEN WHOLE DAYS!!!Jack was also now feeling more nervous than previously. He too was feeling the pressure of what tomorrow was going to bring. Once out of the car he sidled. “The Bells are awfully possessive, but I have hopes for the Robinsons.”“Poor Bill. You should start a family of your own.” Whoa girl! It sounds like you’re volunteering. While she liked Bill, that was a step -- several steps -- too far.“A bachelor has no children to speak of.” Not that she believed that of him. “Besides, one’s own would grow up.”“Somehow, I can’t picture you with a claim on kids without your holding them in your arms. Secret sins, I can believe; a secret family, I can’t.”“You,. Rodriguez!” Gretchen fired this waylaying comment back down the hallway, knowing that would buy her enough time to prep a fresh batch of the ‘secret ingredient’ that her direct superior had grown fond of after hiring her a few months ago. Gretchen slipped her manicured nails in between the mug and the handle and lowered it down past the lower hem of her skin-tight pinstripe pencil skirt – another article of required office garb. “I remember hearing that ten, twenty years ago, those chauvinist.