Surely, he was not serious. I searched his face for a grin, some indication that he was joking; that he knew how absurd this request was. But I saw no...sign that Aaron was kidding. He seriously wanted to take me out to some bar or club dressed this way, with my nipples exposed and my vagina barely hidden beneath the slit of the skirt."Honey, I couldn't. I'd be mortified if anyone we knew saw me dressed like this," I continued to protest."Anne, we are more than five hundred miles from home. You. I got on one of the treadmills and started to walk at a slow pace. I was unsure how my new body would react. I knew that larger breasted women had a hard time with running, but the biggest actual adjustment was the way I walked. My hips forced my gate out further, in a much different manner than I had ever experienced. I had been a woman for a bit now, but never walked at such a rapid pace. After a few minutes, the sweat was starting to run, but I wanted more. I was alive. I pushed the speed up. I then got up and got freshened up and went to the room and started to watch TV. I soon got bored as nothing interesting was coming and then decided to watch some movie which my friend had given to me earlier and I decided to watch dirty picture. I was wearing Bermudas and t shirt and the movie was quite hot and I was getting excited seeing Vidya balan in those sexy sarees.I began to rub my dick over the shorts and a huge tent was formed, suddenly my maid came inside the room to pick up clothes. More likely tofit better." In twisted Andy logic that made perfect sense. I still wasn'tsure if his motivations weren't fetish based but I forgave him. "Oh, OK."I picked up the black lace one because it was the closest one to me. Ithought if I thought about it too much it would freak me out. I steppedinto it, pulling it up. Where conventional underwear would stop, it keptgoing, higher and higher. The seductive lace burrowed deep into mycrevice, I guess that's what supposed to happen. I stood.