The sarong was wrapped tightly around her revealing her fine figure, and her long hair was loose and hung down on either side of her face. She really ...as a striking looking woman."We should go to sleep now," she told me, as she set the lamp on the floor and extinguished it. In the renewed darkness, I could hear her move to the other side of the platform and slip in under the mosquito net."We can't do anything here at the temple," she told me, as she lay down. "I'm sorry, but we will have to. But mostly, I’d like to talk to you.”Emmy thought about it for a few seconds; it wasn’t a super exciting plan, but Bobby was sweet and he had grown on her a bit. So, she agreed to bend her rule of not dating customers, and gave Bobby her phone number. The following Tuesday, they did just what Bobby had said he’d do.Emmy’s expectations were low, but Bobby actually impressed her. He had found a place to shower at the jobsite and changed his clothes so looked a bit more presentable when he picked. Finally witha pair of black 2" heels, some short, white gloves and a top hat, mycostume was complete.I stood in front of the mirror, admiring Jasmine and Sandy's handiwork. They had been working on this costume for the past few months, and Sandywas right. I was exceptionally hot in it. I wondered why it was thatwhen women wear men's clothing it's sexy, but not the other way around.Sandy handed me a baton. Jasmine, Sandy and I had decided that doingbaton twirling as my talent would be better,. “Nancy, your husband is an ass.” My wife was not one to mince words. “However, you are here, and you can either cry or make the best of it. You said you wanted to see if a woman would want to play,” as she said this Andrea stood and dropped her robe. She laid down on the mattress and stretched. “Consider this your personal playground.”Nancy hesitantly reached out and touched my wife’s breast softly. She started kneading it, rubbing the nipple lightly with her fingertip. My wife gave a little.