I picked up the first of my skirts and tried it on. It fit fabulously,and I turned left and right, admiring the way it floated outward as Ispun, scan...alously showing off my upper thigh. It was hot, but notenough. I really wanted to show off my new body. I wanted men droolingover me. Trying to talk to me. Fighting over me.I took it off and tried on the next skirt. It was a size smaller thenAllie normally wore, and it was tight on her, despite her wasp-likewaist. It did however; give me. She walked tall and dignified in those red pumps and nude colored penny hose. She walked like a woman who fucked a lot. Later in the night Susan returns to the nurses' station, she asked me to assist her rotate her husband. As I walk back to his room, her breast rub up against my arm, she does this with a sly grin. While we were in David's room, she confided in me that David was too busy running the company and making business deals. She was often left at home to entertain herself, she stated. “No idea,” she answered. “Mine took place out of the area and the couple’s house where it took place organised them. Their accents didn’t seem local, but I detected two African American accents; one possibly Arab and one from Scotland. The other two were definitely English – they were Cockneys.”“African Americans?”Juliette nodded. “They were quite big too!”Sharon smiled.“But it might not be the same guys. Another girl in our group thought that her guys were local.”“Bloody hell. They might have. I have to confessthat her casual remarks about 'dungeon' and 'bedrooms' had reawaken myworries that I was taking too big a risk in coming here.The 'ladies' was spacious, and much cleaner than the male toilets withwhich I was familiar. I dived into one of the cubicles and sat on thetoilet lid which I tried to calm my racing heart. Slowly I regained mycomposure. I shouldn't have been surprised at the range of facilities theClub offered. I knew, from their website, that many of 'Sweeties'.