I dropped my pants. I was wearing a jockstrap since that was going to be my "panties" if he hadn't come through with. In another second I took those o...f too and just stood there for a second. I was completely naked and he was fully clothed. He even had cowboy boots. My dick felt really small and girly and I liked that about it. I felt vulnerable, and girly, and naked, and exposed, and I like the way it felt.In a second I had wriggled into the panties. How crazy. There I was, a total sissy in. If I lose this job I’ll be done for. I won’t do it again, I promise.”“Oh I won’t tell dearie, on one condition, that is that you come back here tomorrow morning wearing the pair I have just put in my bag.”She smiled and licked her wrinkled lips.“You mean you want me to take them and use them.”“I might be 72, dear, but in here,” she said pointing to her head, “I am still 40. Now you had better go, but tomorrow morning same time I want you in here and I demand to see what my knickers look like on. So I had both girls clothing touching me in an intimate way and I wanted to cum. But I decided I should be careful, once they had been here a couple days and their laundry was in the hamper they would lose track of what they’d worn. I hated to strip out of their personal garments but knew my time would come to an end.I pulled the dildo out and while looking at myself in the mirror I pushed it through my lips like I was sucking a real cock. It was so big I could hardly get it in my mouth. I left. 'Bout time you started using your head for something besides being a Hubba punching bag. I wondered how long it would take you to get smart enough to come and have a little talk with me. I been doing this job more than forty years and nobody knows this county like I do. I bet you are looking for either more weapons or kids being hidden again." Actually I am looking for weapons but I wouldn't hesitate to free more children if I could find them. I wish you would stand or something so I could see.