“We could wear the same even, and say we’re sisters. People will say ‘Oh you don’t look like sisters’ and that’ll be a start.”“Okay,�... smiled Grace. That was a sweet idea anyway.By lunchtime they were back in the parking lot, having been to ‘the mall’ for the outfits - Grace was using and thinking all the American words she could. It was like being in a movie!This time Mo was in the front so the girls could be hidden behind the dark privacy glass in the back windows, but they could still see. “John and I come here sometimes when we want to have some fun.” “Really? What kind of fun?” I asked naively. We went through the doors and were in a large room with movies on racks. On the left wall was a stand of clothing, costumes, and sexy attire. On the opposite walls were sex toys of all types and sizes. In the back there was a dark open door with a sign that said Video Booths. We spent some time looking at the costumes without finding anything for me. She found a filmy blue floor. "What?" I answered, knowing he was likely referring to his penis more than the pizza.The zipper of his trousers made a heavy buzzing sound as he pulled it down. He struggled with his underwear before he took his thick cock out. Then his hands moved over my head and pushed me toward his cock. I took it in my mouth and sucked him.It wasn't long before Christoph was hard as a rock, and then he pushed me back onto the couch. He pulled my tracksuit down and stretched my thong away from my body to. The woman working thestore, I believe the shop owner appeared to be in her mid fifties. Ifshe was startled by a man in a dress, she barely showed it. She saidsomething to the affect of, "Good afternoon, how can I help you?" "Ineed a good wig." She asked what my natural hair color was and suggesteda wig close to that color. She asked me if I saw anything I liked. Idid. It was a medium length straight brown wig with highlights. It wasa very simple wig. She sat me down in a salon chair. .