I'd honestly avoidedwomen's clothing when I shopped before, partly out of embarrassment,partly out of what was likely a hidden desire to wear what I s...w. Now,given my figure, there was no way I was going to look right in men'sclothing.On the drive to the mall, a thought occurred to me. "Mistress? Thelast two days have been pretty pleasurable, but it can't be this easy,can it?"She patted my thigh. "No. For you, it's just new and exciting. It'sgoing to take a lot of work. It takes me at. ”“Yeah,” Erica said somewhat quietly. She looked over at Mike and said, “I haven’t really thanked you for rescuing me.”“Sure you have,” Mike said with a dismissive wave of a hand.Erica carried the box over to the small table and sat down on one of the two chairs in the room. She looked over at Mike and said, “I guess I didn’t expect the rescue to happen this way.”“Why?” Mike asked. Not having any experience as a Hero, he didn’t have a clue what the Damsels expected in the rescue.“Well, I guess. I smiled and told her that she already had my attention, then I got the bikini and handed it to her. I knelt at the side of the pool and watched as she arranged her bottom on the concrete and then slipped it between her legs and tied the left side, she then tied the right side and adjusted it to fit the way that she wanted. She was in no hurry at all to cover her breasts from my view. She tied the top around her neck without covering her beasts. She then asked me if I had seen enough of her. “I think so.” Billy leaned over and kissed her softly on the cheek. Cheryl felt herself flush and, in spite of herself, getting excited.”What ya want ta do?” Billy asked.”I don’t know,” Cheryl replied, answering honestly. She had only ever kissed a boy once before and that boy was as nervous as she was. She had heard girlfriends talk about going all the way and about sex but had figured most of them were lying about it. Anyway, Billy was a nice guy and she figured he wouldn’t press her for.