He smiled a bit. ‘Like I said, don’t let it get to your head. You are no Lady yet. You aren’t even a woman yet.’ He took a sip of wine, then p...t his glass and fork down on the table and leaned back in his chair. ‘Since you aren’t eating, why don’t you come over here so I can have a closer look at you?’ Merle blushed and looked down, her mind racing for a moment across the possibilities and dangers ahead of her, coming to rest on the simple truth of her situation. I am his. She nodded resolutely. I fantasized about Aunt Sherrie wearing these panties and how they would accentuate her long sexy legs. I imagined her sitting on the edge of my bed with her legs crossed as she had in her living room earlier in the day. I pictured her seductively uncrossing her legs and inviting me in for a closer look of her beautiful panty-clad legs. I got harder as I imagined standing before me in these panties that she had picked out just for me and welcoming me in to take a sniff of her scent.I changed. I made two phones calls and set things up. I told Angie that on Friday night we were going into the city to meet some old college football buddies. She happily agreed. When Friday came I knew that she would be dressed slutty. She came down the stairs wearing a tiny black halter top trimmed in silver bling, her shortest jean skirt, and her of silver glittery fuck me heels. When we arrived at the club Derrick, Mike, and Mikes girlfriend Tracey were already there. I introduced Angie to everyone.. I'd been away from home for three years now, because, I just knew thatif I went home, I would do what I was doing this minute. I just knewthat I loved those old feelings just too too much to resist it.I plucked daintily at the ruffled hem that tickled my nyloned knee.Oh, how I loved this. I was so ashamed of my inner feelings, but, Iloved this and craved this feeling of being pretty. My dress was alight orange color, with wide ruffled shoulder straps. It was a sundress, with a wide tight.