I knew I looked good crossdressed; quite passable from a little distance, but any man who had a good look would know that I'm a crossdressed sissy and...not a real woman.I was staying on the second floor of the motel, stairs just outside my door, and my car in the parking lot below. I stepped out into the cool night air. I had my thigh high fishnet stockings; heels, g-string panty, garter belt and bra. I felt sexy as hell wiggling as I walked down to my car. I got a cigarette from the glovebox. I turned to Naomi and Barbie, “Barbie, how would you like to start putting together what you think we need to plan, design and build a two hundred suite resort style hotel on the property Chloe just described to us. We can use it for a stay over hotel for the airport and in support of the dungeons.”Barbie gasped, “Are you asking me to design a two hundred suite luxury hotel?”I laughed, “No Barbie, I am asking you to start coming up with a plan and design parameters for the suite hotel. What I. I loved wearing flowing dresses in the summer. I hated pants so much that I would only wear them if it was cold. At that time, I also hated panties too. I would get into trouble when my mom found out I had no panties on. Once she had my daddy spank my bare butt, and you might think that this is what started the whole thing for me, but, no. It hurt like hell. To this day, I hate being spanked. No, I think my love of physical activities is what started me on my path. I was at school. The four women were posing up a storm on their homepage. "Speaking of . . ."Sue Storm was looking over her shoulder in a sultry way, her hair now much longer. She was also wearing a version the sexy costume she'd worn in the 90's with the "4" shaped cleavage - now improved with a slingshot thong and six-inch heels. "I never knew she had such a great ass!" Rick murmured, impressed.Firebird wore red and gold booty shorts with flames down her thighs and a matching tube top, exposing a lot of.