At some stage, one of the guys looked over my shoulder and said: “we’re getting the eye”. Of course, I couldn’t see. My colleague said, “I�...ll go to the toilet and have a look as I go by”. He came back soon after and said yeah we’re definitely getting the eye. At this point, I turned around and saw a very attractive brunette with curly hair smiling right at me. She was with a group of boisterous London girls who looked like they were on a hen weekend. I realized instantly that it wasn’t us who. I waited with dread for a long time at the door leading back to the upstairs before building the courage to walk where everyone would see me.I finally swung it open, stepping very softly into the hall between kitchen and bedroom. It felt very strange having nothing but air between my bare thighs under the dress. Despite being fully covered, I felt very exposed.Giggles all around. Well, maybe not from Vince.“Why are you wearing a dress, daddy?”Oh god.“Well, sweetie… err… I mean, Miss Mary… I am,. I chuckle a little before dropping it too on the floor. She knows where this is right now, popping the buttons on my dress shirt very fast to reveal my broad chest to which I pull her against shortly after. I hiss at the sudden contact and the contrast. Muscles and curves. She moans her appreciation of my chest and then giggles as I suckle the hollow between her collarbones. Her laugh is my favourite sound, it’s light and charming. I realize she’s missing something though, and I pull the tie. ." Dr. Henry handed him the clipboard, and he checked Ben's file. "Number One-Fourteen. Please remember the research protocols. We don't want to waste his time or our own. Keep in mind the gravity of what we're trying to accomplish here. Okay?" There were many nodding heads. "Alright, now let's get One-Fourteen prepped."The crowd dispersed back to their various tasks. Drs. Henry and Chensworth went with them. A shorter young woman with curly blonde hair and blue eyes tapped Ben on the.