When I came in the door I was greeted by a "Hi Mom!" from downstairs. I slowly walked down the stairs and smelled the aroma that only a woman can make...when she is excited. I told the girls that I had had a headache and decided to come home. Amy asked if I'd mind giving her a lift back to the dorm and I said I wouldn't mind at all. We left Suzanne and Carol and got into the car. I asked Amy if she had any other plans for the evening, when she suddenly started to cry. I asked her what was the. These woman were sharp. They didn't play it up, and they might have felt nervous being too intelligent around a man, particularly when they did not yet know that I adore smart women. But after talking about life in town, I got them to talk about their work and from that point on I was Butch Cassidy, asking myself, "Who ARE these guys?"I was having a great old time. I felt very comfortable and I had the impression the feeling was mutual. After a while, Shelly got up and said she had to get home. His eyes then moveddown to take in the outfit. Thanks to shapewear, he had somedefinition to his waist and hips and, as he turned sideways, he sawthat he had boobs! And legs! The stilettos had reshaped his legs and,with the lower hem of his dress hanging a couple of inches above hisknees, his legs had taken on a distinctly feminine profile.He turned to Jane and simply said, "Thank you."Jane just smiled and left the room leaving Chris to carry on admiringhimself in the. "Cathy, I think that Mrs. Blaine is cheating" Paul quipped while wryly noting Rose's body movements. "Well, not really cheating, I guess, since she isn't really touching herself is she?"Cathy looked back at Rose and smiled brightly, noting "Oh, you mean you haven't you seen Paul's dick yet Mrs. Blaine? He's so huge, isn't he?"Cathy's hand went over the length of the astounding bulge that curled to the left in the snug briefs and extended over to his hip. There was a moist spot of precum.