"You feel like a real girl," more than one said, and I did. I saw the vision of the girl I had become for that night beckoning me, but that was Hallow...en. What would Lydia say if I told her I wanted to dress up again just for my pleasure? To help satisfy the urges I stopped at a local shop that specialized in erotic lingerie, and purchased a pair of silky underwear. After arriving home I doffed my jeans and boring underwear then rooted around my storage closet for the Halloween costumes.I. They bleached me, frizzed me, colored me and frizzed again, I wish I had the guts to post a pic. Just know I have a Afro puff ball extending out about 8 inches. Heck, they even dyed my eyebrows to make it all fit. Whilst I love it, I'll think twice about doing it again. Freshly coiffed I took a stroll to a hotel bar we frequent often. Luckily the only folks there who know me were the staff. Gianni the bartender just stared at me and said "Wow!". So with a fresh Cosmo in hand I filled. From time to time, he glanced at the box from the wizard's shop on the shelf in back where he'd stored it while he tended to customers. As 9 pm neared, he began to wonder if he'd imagined the whole thing. The box was still there, but perhaps it had come from a candy store or some such while he was imagining a dusty store full of antiques. Eventually, the Mall closed for the day, and after Mike tidied up the stock and closed out the cash register, he made his way to the distant corner of the lot. ” Ben said with a twinkle in his eye. Ben was nodding at Christine’s slightly parted legs. I looked over at Jake. He finally got it and grinned. He moved the hose up between Christine’s legs and put the tip to her pouting, swollen nether lips. Christine had both of her hands full, but she accommodated Jake by spreading her legs slightly. Jeff, by now had caught on to the nonsense going on, and told Christine to inhale. Christine sucked air through her teeth as if she was smoking a joint. Jake.