Her nipples were erect from the cool rain, and were plainly visible as they strained against the soaked fabric. She was wearing a bra, but it was a th...n one. Michael felt a twinge of excitement in his crotch.Both Catherine and Michael seemed tense as they headed for her motel.As Michael's car crawled through the storm toward Catherine's motel, they chatted and began to relax with each other. By the time they got to the motel, they were telling jokes and laughing about the storm. Michael finally. “What is it, I’m really in a hurry?” She could sense immediately that he was very uncomfortable, and her demeanor softened somewhat as he stumbled on.“Well uh, you see, I represent the Acme Lingerie Company, and we have the finest line of fine lingerie made in America today, and if I could just take a minute of your time I’m sure that it will be time well spent.” After giving him another glance once over she asked gently. “Isn’t this really a job for a woman, I mean this is kind of a personal. It was so humiliating standing in front of Sara in my bra and panties.My wife was the only other person that had seen me dressed like this.She was smiling and smirking at the same time. She told me that she wasa bit shocked when she was told she'd be training a transvestite maid.But she told me that after looking at me, she understood why "a peeweelike me" was wearing a dress and burst into laughter.Getting her composure, she sat me down at the vanity in front of themirror. She started by. This was great sport! After 3 blocks, finally running all out, he was tiring quickly and stopped. His side was stitching and the scratches along his lower legs and thighs were beginning to burn. He was sweating despite the cool temperature. He didn’t realize it but his improvised poncho was sticking to him, making it almost invisible. He was virtually nude again! Seeing their chance, the men in the back of the truck had the driver stop. They jumped out of the truck bed and gave chase on.