I had been living by looting the now unprotected stores full of goods but empty of customers. I was finally able to dress in the exquisite clothes tha... I’d envied in my old life, but couldn’t afford. But now, there was no one who cared how well I dressed. Oh well. You can’t win them all.The woman was getting closer and I was truly becoming nervous. It was most likely an illusion; my mind was desperate to escape from reality. But the figure kept coming ever closer. I could feel the panic setting. Wear something sexy and there is only one rule to get in.”“What’s that?” I asked, curious and excited and a little nervous.“No one wearing panties is admitted. Now just tell the folks at the door that you’re my guest and they’ll bring you to me.” He told me he loved me and that he couldn’t wait to see me and hung up, not letting me ask any questions.That Saturday morning I drove up to his college and found a motel room. At 7:00 P.M. I was. Then she told me about all of the petticoats, the hoops in the skirts, and the fact that they didn’t wear any panties in those days. The women showed her that under their dresses they had pantaloons that were crotchless. She was informed that there was no toilet paper and that women just squatted, did their business, and went about their day. They wiped with leaves, corncobs, or anything available.After dinner we went shopping. Doreen wanted to start with a thrift shop where she found a nice. Finally she broke eye contact to look at her handywork. She licked me clean not leaving a drop of cum behind. “Mmmmm that was so good. I could skip breakfast after that big load” she joked. She kissed and held my dick for a little bit longer and then said. “I sure hate to get up and even more hate to leave.” as she rolled off the bed. I got up out of bed and said, “Lets take a shower before we go downstairs.”We went over to the shower area. Again with an open floor plan, my bathroom area is a.