Her hopes, her salvationfrom her fate; she readied herself. As the regaling dressed beasts came into view, and she saw the prince's darkhair contraste... with the light blue sky, she pretended to run away from theonslaught of hooves, but purposefully lost her footing in her long skirts andfell in front of the lead stallion. Cursing herself, she'd really injured herselfand the red blood soaked through her thin skirt. "Whoa! Whoa boys!" The lead rider pulled on the reigns and the action wasrepeated. I could not believe how she had dressed for Dave. I got an instant lump in my throat at seeing her along with a raging boner. I now seriously questioned my desire to see my wife going out with another man. "Happy birthday, I am almost ready." My wife said as she gave Dave a peck on the cheek as she adjusted her dress obstructing the view. I wished Dave a happy birthday and gave my wife a kiss as they walked out the door a few minutes later to make their reservation. My mind was racing as I. Themixed looks I got unsettled me. Some were smiles as the watcherrecognised a tomboy growing up. Others were frowns of confuseddisapproval as they saw what appeared to be an effeminate boy in drag.Fortunately they refused to believe their own eyes and nobody intervened.Then of course there were the inevitable predatory stares. For a moment I panicked as I lost sight of both my sister and aunt asthey stepped into another shop. As I stood nervously in the main part ofthe mall, my eyes cast. I know my job so I lay back and spread my legs to put on a masturbation show for Phil and Eddie who are groaning in pleasure and watching me intently. “Mmm boys, get ready to watch me down my 3rd beer ever” I moan seductively as I slide the mostly full bottle down between my legs and start stroking it through my slit, building my wetness.“ohhhh its cold, and its going to stretch my little pussy. Are you ready to watch me fuck myself.” I ask innocently, hoping I am saying the right things to.