Both of us looking so good... but I never planned... ?"I reached across the table and took her hand gently, the touch surprising her.Her eyes catching...my own, and they held tears in them. "I don't want to hurt our friendship." You didn't." She saw my soft smile and it seemed to calm her greatly. I could not tell her that I had done much worse than she had, that night and the next day as well.It was not verbalized, but we are both adults - we knew there had to be something there for what. Based on the hangers' position and theprogression of estrogen effects on his body, Thom estimated he had beenhere a little over five months.The Blue Mistress Hayley appeared in his room. Privacy and modesty weretwo of the first barriers they knocked down. She, despite her roll in allof this, was quite pretty. The all blue outfit, with the blue sheerstocking and high blue pumps, tight skirt, tight blouse, was enticing in amodestly sexy way. He allowed himself to imagine being in clothes. ”As I got off the bench I said,“Please can you make it a string top that ties behind my neck, I want to be able to put my bag over my shoulder without it rubbing the paint off.”“Already thought of that Georgia, I saw your bag when you arrived and assumed that you’d be taking it with you.”“Wow, you are good.”“I try.” I stood there as more lines were drawn on my chest and back.“I’m assuming that you only want small triangles on your breasts Georgia. Is that right?”“Yes, I like having a bit. Amber felt a little embarrassed. Here she was an escort – a high priced hooker – being introduced to high society.She asked in a quiet aside, “Mike, are you sure you want to be showing me off as much as you are?”He stopped and looked at her in surprise. “Yes. You’re my girl. I know we met in an unconventional way, but that doesn’t bother me. I can stop if I’m making you uncomfortable.”“No, dear. I was thinking of you. I don’t want to sully your reputation with your friends and work.