Come on in. Danny and I were just heading out so it’ll just be you and the girls.” I called out to Stacey that her dads here and Danny and I left....“Hi daddy!” Stacey said excitedly. She was wearing a skimpy thong bikini with her see through wrap. She gave Carl a big hug and kiss on the cheek. “We’re all outside at the pool, did you bring your trunks?” Stacey asked as she led her dad out back. Carl’s eyes were glued to his daughters ass as she walked in front of him. “No I didn’t even think of. "He runs just like a girl." She adds. "Well what do you expect with that tight dress and high heels?" laughed Sara. "God, what if Bill sees him?" laughed Jan. "Oh that would be great but unfortunately he is out of town!" Sara responded. "He is such a jerk. Always trying to block my way in the hallway and sneak a kiss or a cop a feel! Being tricked by a sissy tv would be the ultimate payback for him. Imagine him cornering poor Marc and kissing him. What a hoot! Something to think about. His brothel paintings were interesting but they weren't porn. These stories and others were what the two girls had uncovered in their research, and they were more than enthusiastic to educate me.Two hours of art was enough for me. I slinked off to find a nearby Dutch "coffeeshop." I found several across the canal near the Heineken Brewery. I smoked a joint and bought enough supplies to last a few days before returning to the museum. Things were beginning to look up!It was late in the afternoon. Besides, Joy knows I can pound than pussy better than anyone else.Joy dressed in a short 6 inch skirt, pink, garter belt and durable slutty stockings, also pink, no panties. Her shoes were clear acrylic stripper shoes with 5 inch heels. 10 inch thick tube top, that when wrapped around her bimbo boobs was more like 6 inches. I purchased a special pink wig from the distributor that specialized in stripper outfits; I buy a lot of Joy’s clothes from their. Long dangling earrings, press on nails,.