Her dad assumed that she was with the team and not that she was on her own.Patty assured him that Adriana had a place to stay, food and a ride home. W...en I saw the uniforms that they picked out, they were stunning. As small as possible and red, white and blue was the best way to describe them. If they made it to the finals, every TV set in France would be tuned in to watch.Patty and Adriana seemed to get along well. They were only a few years apart but both grew up in similar homes where they. Deep down, I knew he hadn't. They hadn't been out of my sight for long enough. But Pat had sown the seed of doubt.I put my foot on the brake, "What the fuck is going on with you, Pat?" I asked when the car came to a stop.Pat laughed, which made me a little annoyed, "Don't worry. They didn't come off until just before we left. When I had a pee."I looked at Pat, still not sure what was going on."Aw, come on, lighten up. It's an invitation. Don't you want to fuck me?" Pat asked, almost. Nicole translated the attitude for Sandy.If it happens, you'll love her cunt, Josh, Sandy said.Another mental image flashed through Grace's mind.Now she's thinking about Nicole licking her clit while Pierre fucks her pussy, I said to give Sandy the mental picture Grace conjured. Oops, now I'm doing the fucking. Our Grace has a very active and imaginative fantasy life. She's also into group sex.Pierre is counting backwards from one hundred, Nicole said with a mental giggle. He'll come. I opened the box and inside were a red haired wig and a couple of strange looking mounds. He told me they would complete the outfit, so I let him help me with the wig and even sticking the, what I found out were breast forms, to my chest under the bra. He stood back again and whistled, turning me to look at myself in the mirror. I didn’t even recognize the person looking at me.He took my hand and led me back down the hall to the living room, sitting down first and then pulling me down.