"Then you'll start to get used to it. Come on, get those trousersoff!" Blushing a little, I removed my trousers and fastened the kiltaround my waist. ...t really felt like a skirt and I couldn't help butthink of the girl in the train. As I did not yet have a sporran, myerection was evident. I saw that she noticed and stammered anexplanation, "It feels like I'm wearing a skirt." "Nonsense," shereplied. "The kilt is a very manly garment."She thought for a moment or two. "I know what we'll do," she. The situation was this. It was desirable to have people in my company visit Baltimore and DC (an hour away if you are not familiar with the area) on a regular but unpredictable basis. With hotel prices as they were, it was more practical on a long-term basis to buy a two-apartment house in a nice section of Baltimore (cheaper and safer than Washington), and have someone maintain one apartment for visitors in return for a reduced rent on the other. This was the second option given to May. She was staring at me with a 'go ahead, makemy day look'. I immediately backed off and hanging my headsubmissively, asked her what she wanted me to do. She asked me to graba ladies purse she had got for me and follow her to the car.As we headed towards the nearby mall in her car, we passed my college.I was horrified to see some of my male friends at the gate. What Ifound shocking at first and flattering later was when instead ofrecognising me, they actually blew catcalls. Mistress Sonia laughed. Anyways im 6'2 and very busty at a 36dd and very sexy I was wearing a pair of yoga pants and a sport bra ready to go to the gym as i waited in line for my coffee i couldn't help but notice the brunette servicing everyone she looked beautiful even though her uniform wasnt very flattering but the button up shirt she was wearing wasn't hiding her amazing rack id say it was a d cup. So finally i was at the counter and placed my order I could see she was checking me out and fumbled a bit but it was.