He was wearing a simple button down shirt and slacks. That was as fancy as his clothes got unless he was going to a wedding, in which case he rented s...mething. Everyone else was dressed in expensive suits and elegant dresses. He’d gotten more than a few odd looks from fashionistas who were probably wondering what he was doing there.“Good evening, sir.”A voice cut in from the right, rising over the din of chatter in the background. Connor glanced over to see a man in one of those dapper suits. Training. However when the evening comes, I can only find Sgt. Blaine while Sgt. Reynolds is absent. So earlier in the day I hired some help (Yelena). We spent the afternoon reviewing our plan and I emphasized what would happen if she deviated from the plan. We've arrived at the bar Sgt. Blaine frequents, located him at his normal location and closed upon our prey.The plan was working perfectly and I watched as Sgt. Blaine's eyes were mechanically attached to us. We were almost collocated with. After a few drinks we all went up to our room, chatting about what we like and telling Keith what we had been up to with other people, This was Keith’s first time with another couple so he was embarrassed and a little shy,I said I would sit back in the chair while they got to know each other a little, they sat together on the couch, Pam stroked Keith’s thigh and flurted with him, kissing his hand and arm before kissing him on the lips, He didn’t take much encouragement after that, Pam pushed. "I've laidyour dressing gown across the bed and your slippers are on the floor."He was closing the door behind himself as he left the room while Islowly sat up.I swung my feet over the side of the bed, becoming aware as I did so ofthe smooth way my gown slid over the sheets with me. The slippers werepink satin, slip-on style, with open toes and narrow heels more than aninch in height. I teetered a little at first as I stood up in them.The dressing gown was of heavy pink satin, double breasted.