She thenwhispered that it was okay and that she and the girls were goingto play dress up with me. I don't know why but I told her okay.She got off of ...e and three of the girls started to strip medown to my panties bra and girdle. Then they took some of theirclothes which consisted of a red vinyl miniskirt, a pair ofblack vinyl go-go boots, and a black vinyl jacket that my brapeeked out over. Then they replaced the wig, which now had somehair beads and mini clips in it which one of the girls. "It's too cold, Gen."---------Bless their hearts, they'd not relocated the section I'd so missed. "Panties and Bras, & Women's Nightwear."Double good luck, the aisle was vacant. So many times before (19) I'd find the aisle manned, well, rarely manned, primarily woman'ed. They'd take root there and wouldn't budge. I'd push my cart to another section and keep an eye peeled. Sometimes they'd leave and I could move in, blockade the aisle, and sometimes after they left and before I could move in. She once told me that if she has sex only once a day that she would be on a dry spell. Usually she had sex twice a day with two different guys. She would have a guy spend the night with her, fuck him that night and in the morning then have a different guy spend the night and repeat the process ever day of the week. But things changed when she met a guy named Rick. I moved on from the call center job that i worked at and moved on to greener pastures after a while. Of course i kept in contact. She was wearing a very pretty wrap around housecoat, which she promptly unwrapped and let it fall to the floor. The lady was stark naked and she was beautiful. I’ve never seen breasts so perfect and her figure was almost like looking at a playboy centerfold. She had dark curly hair in her crotch that hid her privates but I could see that the hair was damp. Either she had just gotten out of the shower or she was hot to trot. I hadn’t been able to look at her face. My eyes were glued to her.