The taxi dropped him off in a narrow lane containing a terrace row of mews houses; he rang the bell at the number she had given him.The door was flung...open and there she was her face flushed with pleasure at the sight of him. “So how did it go?” She asked once she had him seated in the small second floor lounge.“They don’t tell you, I’ll find out on Wednesday at the squadron. Would you come with me?”“Need me to hold your hand again” she teased.“Something like that,” he replied with a chuckle.. Since it was late evening I decided to wear my sexiest lingerie for him. It was an aqua green cute little baby doll that I paired with my black thigh high stockings, matching aqua green thong and my 5 inch CFM heels. My makeup was nearly perfect with my false eyelashes, foundation, powder, blush and my signature bright red lipstick. I spritzed some lovely perfume on my neck, breasts, and between my legs and as I looked in the mirror I was quite pleased with my appearance. Hell, I would’ve. "Well then, you're in luck. The organizers hired me to answer questions and help out guests whom seem confused." "Oh thank you, Ma'am. I am more than a bit overwhelmed, " Lucy said, realizing her own English accent was a stark contrast to this imposing woman's American accent. "My friends and I thought this would be fun, but they all chickened out at the last minute. Now I'm here alone and I'm starting to wonder why I came at all." "Would you like me to help you find the dance floor and maybe. I was not happy, I’m not ugly by any comparison, I’m perhaps a little short, just under five feet tall, my breasts are about average, I’m not more than four or five pounds overweight according to the charts and my complexion is relatively clear but if one were to judge things by the amount of attention I received from the male population on campus one would have to believe me to be gross. I did what I was told to do and I endured. My classes were okay and my grades were fine. I made some.