They both quickly went downstairs to the family room leaving me behind. I went and opened a bottle of wine, found two wine glasses, took it to them an... then went to bed myself to leave them alone.A few hours later my wife came to bed doing her best not to wake me however since I am a very light sleeper this was not possible. My wife said we have a house guest for a while and then went to sleep. In the morning she explained to me that Shelley had left her husband and was in need of a place to. “So, what’s your name?” “Sissy.” “Nice to meet you Sissy, I’m Charlotte.” “Hi,” she said. Up on my porch like that, I stood about a foot and a half higher than if we were on equal ground, which gave her an excellent view of my legs where my skirt ran out. In fact, if my skirt were to ride up, just a little, I’d bet she’d have a good look at my moist lips... “Just come onto the porch when you finish, Hun,” I said. It took her a second to look away from my legs. “I’ll fix up some iced tea. I didn't know how, but somehow, Vince hadcaught on to my secret. I'm sure that my face had that deerin the headlights look as I stammered, "I don't know whatyou mean." I mean, are you wearing boxers or panties. There's no needto answer really, I already know. I walked into the men'sroom earlier, and I just happened to notice the pinkpanties under the stall door. I waited where I could seewho it was, and you walked out. I just wanted to confirmwhat I saw." Well, yes, I am wearing ladies panties.. "Before Mistress responded, the limo arrived. Deborah had a bit ofdifficulty getting into the back of the limo with her skirt expandedwith the petticoats. Again, at the church, Deborah carefully got out ofthe limo. Inside, about fifty of Mistress' women friends and associateswere present to witness Deborah as a bride. Carrying her bridalbouquet, with her veil over her face, Deborah walked slowly to the altarrail, escorted by Mistress, as the organist played the strains of "HereComes the.