I bought some clothes thatshould fit you and..." I don't think so, Claire" I said."Aw, come on Mark. This will be fun."Claire gave me that look that ... could never refuse and I thought aboutit for a minute. Why not? It's Halloween after all. "Ok, hun. Ifthis is what you really want." Thanks" Claire said and then handed me a skirt. "That pencil skirtshould fit you, but try it on to make sure."I took my pants off and slipped on the skirt. It was a little loose inthe hips but it fit. Let me take a rain check?”A crestfallen Holland nodded her head in acceptance. She’d come so close, but his wall might not hold the next time. She had to make sure there was a next time.“It’s OK. I’m just glad we’re talking again. Let’s do this again soon!”As they rose from the table and made it just outside the door. Holland gave him a big hug. She could feel him still stiff against her. She quickly realized there was a lot more that was stiff than anticipated. Adam tried to shift away. It was like the woman in the picture, whose hair was aroundthe same length as my own, was saying to me, "You too can look like thisin this pair of bra and panties." Obviously the woman didn't say thisto me, I was just looking at her picture. I had never previously feltlike anyone in a picture was talking to me.For that matter I had never previously bought hosiery or lingerie.Suddenly a strange thought hit me. Had Leanne sent me out to buy my ownbras and panties? Was the hosiery and French. The Club-Club was now a landmark destination for great live music and entertainment. Lynn had taken off to get the second band at the airport and Erin took Charlie and his band to the club and showed them where the green room was. I was standing on the stage checking the set up and getting concerned that Lynn and the other band had not showed up yet. I was about to call Lynn on the phone when I heard a familiar voice.“Who the fuck let that old bald guy near a fuckin’ microphone?”I turned around.