You've brought us our first, and maybe our second, quality female voice. Overall, you've changed the sound of the band in a good way."You have a bette... idea of what we are capable of than I do. I'm not much of a risk-taker, but I can see that you have some great ideas about how we can present ourselves. I don't know where those come from, but I know that you are proving them to be right for us. I don't want you to stop doing what you are doing. Sure, I want to know about it, but your sense of. “Holy hell, Melissa!” I shouted. “I thought you said you were gonna call when you were on your way!”“I did call, you didn’t answer!” she protested.“Jesus, Melissa, I’m sorry, I just…” I started to say.Melissa looked at me, frowning, “Are those women’s underwear?”I sighed, “Yes, they are. I like how they feel, okay? Why should women get to have the nice silky material teasing their lady parts, while guys get stuck with cotton tighty-whities?”She stopped for a minute, frowned, and tilted her. Thomas thought the kiss reflected her well. She was trying too hard and trying to come off as being more experienced than she was. Still she was trying, and he decided he would give her the fuck of her life before snuffing it out. She started undoing his belt and zipper, and moments later was fishing his cock out. The moment she got her hand around it she was intrigued. Her hand couldn’t close around it, and he wasn’t even completely hard yet. When it was free of his pants she felt very. Olivia told her to get into a pair of shiny black heeled slippers. ‘How does that feel, hun?’ said Olivia.Elaine looked at her reflection in the mirror and smoothed her encased hands down her sides.‘Splendid. Sheer and shiny,’ Elaine smiled.Olivia squeezed her head into a shiny white stocking and layered it with a steel coloured stocking which made her distorted full face shimmer. Elaine trembled with lust. Olivia hoisted a couple of golden layers of modified pantyhose with the crotch cut out.