"On to the dress up competition!" yelled Lisa."Let the prettiness begin!" shouted Becky.We ran into the back room to prepare.To dress up like a rich l...dy we had both wanted the fur stole, but I let Sissy have it. Instead I chose a red wool tea length red wool dress and matching hat with red netting that came down over my eyes. I chose low-heeled black patent leather shoes and dark hose. I used a lot of gaudy rhinestone jewelry. Sissy wanted to go with a more ostentatious flamboyant look with a. The weather was cool and we’d just come back to the hotel from a nice ride along the Blue Ridge Parkway, near Asheville. Our lavish hotel room overlooked the city and the mountains beyond were just visible against the gray sky after dark. We had stayed in or near the hotel the last two nights, enjoying the dining rooms and amenities, but were getting a little ‘cabin fever’ and decided we needed to go out for the night. I’d asked the maitre-de to give me a list of some nice restaurants and we. ”She smiled, “I will. You’re wonderful.”We hugged again, exchanged another soft kiss, and then she went through security. When she was clear, she turned and waved, then walked down the concourse. Once she was out of sight, I left the airport for home.Once I arrived home, I helped my wives and Elyse get the kids ready for the wedding, then took a quick shower and dressed in my tailored black suit with red suspenders, a red tie, and freshly polished wingtips. I added a red silk handkerchief to my. ... needed. She wanted to be driven to orgasm by pain alone, and then taken beyond that. Becky was what many would call a "painslut." She was more than capable of orgasm from just inflicted pain. Pain sexually excited her. Pain and pleasure were somehow mixed in her nervous system and her brain and the intensity of the pain could take her to very high levels of what she called "pain- pleasure." But today she wanted... needed more than that.Kevin remembered that once, early in their.