"What was I going to do. Honesty was my answer. I drove to her house grabbed the blue splattered box, and headed up the steps, ringing the bell and I ...aited as instructed. She took her time, eventually opening the door. Her expression changed to a smirk as she caught site of the blue paint on my hands, and the package."John, its time we talk, you know the rules, I will meet you in the kitchen."When I arrived in my socks, package in hand, she was sitting at the table, a small camera sat in front. Cynthia said she should maybe go but I said for her to stick around and the three of us could hang out a little bit. Hanging out with a guy as yummy looking as Robert would have made Cynthia's year, of course. It was obvious how much she fancied him – poor girl's mouth fell open when he walked in.Robert's a guy I was dating and sleeping with at the time and, like I say, he and I have planned this. Pretty evil plan too. Because what happens is that Rob and me "hang out" and poor old Cynthia gets. " Carla blushes even more. George says, "I know those guys can't keep their eyes off of you. How could they not look at those legs."Carla pulls her dress down a little bit to her knees. George says, "I’m serious. You shouldn’t cover them. They look so nice."Carla replies, "Thank you. But my parents say that I shouldn’t be showing much of my legs. It leads to sin. Anyways, I think they’re too thick. I want to lose a few pounds there."George says, "N,o Carla, they look great. Trust me. You. There were about six differnt styles for 'Suzy' to choose from,but they all had the same theme. Short, frilly, sissy type dresses withpetticoats. All of them were pink, white, or a combination of the twocolors . But no matter which one of them someone happens to be wearing,Cal can't keep his eyes of them. I was a bit offended last year, when wewent to a Halloween party, and some guy went as my mom, in drag-queenfashion, but Cal was treating him like he was the queen of some second-world nation..