. ummm...” I didn’t know what to say. I looked down at the garters, my hands fumbling for them and in desperation asked, “Ummm... how do these w...rk? I’ve uhhh, never worn anything like this.” I was so worried that somebody would walk into the changing area. “These hold up your stockings. When you dress you will put on your corset and panties first, ok? Make sure you slide the garters under your panties or it will take too long to get out of things when you need to.” She cupped her hand to my. The top clung to her chest, which was now perky B-cup. With a naughty grin, she pulled at the neckline to offer a brief flash of pretty nipples.“With my hair bound up, and wearing the right sort of clothes, I could be taken as a boy. What I still don’t really understand is that I can be attracted both to women of all ages, to the boys I mention, and, very selectively, to adult men that I trust, like Howard and Art.“The legal age in this state is 16. I wonder if we might find a mature. After a lot of ego boosting spirits, together they staggered to the station, each buying a big bunch of flowers from a stall in the station, (the railway equivalent of ‘petrol station after-thought flowers’,) both thinking it, an ice breaker, a diplomatic start of their week of hopeful lust. Taking their places in the train and sharing a last nip from their hip flask`s, they exchanged wives names, house keys and oh the house addresses, just in case, each saying that the wives should be meeting. I suggested we go home and continue our good times where only the three of us would enjoy whatever we did.When we got home Brad told me to go in the bedroom and to get undressed and lie on the bed. I did as asked. I was lying on the bed totally naked when the bedroom door opened and Brad & his Dad walked in. I saw them both looking at me with smiles on their faces. Brad said “Well Dad, why don’t we get undressed and make Kim a very happy woman?” Doug replied, Good idea, let’s. I knew I was in.