His attempts to reclaim his masculine superiority only lasted another few moments as Janet walked in with an armful of 'goodies'."Oh good" she said, e...eing him up and down, "I can see you've already got rid of all that unsightly body hair - that will save us some time. Now remove those," she said indicating to his boxers, "and we'll see if these fit" as she held up a pair of panties with built in hip forms along with a generously padded bra.Within ten minutes he was standing there looking at a. Ralph could only be with her on Saturdays but her two younger men were students like herself and had some flexibility in their schedules. She was usually able to connect with each of them a couple times during the week as well. Sunday was her day to herself, attending church and working on her spirituality. She considered sex to be a form of prayer and so she would reminisce over any special aspects of the previous week.Her fourth date for the day began with dinner and dancing, then back to her. "So do you. And Helen," said Millie admiring her hostess."Come into the lounge," said Tracy. "Helen, please can you fix usdrinks. What would you like, Millie?" I'd love a vodka and lime, please." Make that two vodka and limes please, Helen," said Tracy.The two pantyboys headed for the lounge while Helen headed for thekitchen. Tracy and Millie smoothed their short skirts underneath themas they sat down opposite each other, both desperately trying to avoidshowing their panties."How did you get on. He noticed her nail polish matched not only her casual shirt, but her lipstick."Mr. Smith. Pleased to meet you," she said. "Ms. Johnson said you were working on a big story?"Smith paused to take in Dori Spencer. She was a vision even in a glorified t-shirt and sweat pants -- not yet having changed into her (matching) dress for this opening ceremony. Despite having just turned 18, Dori's dancer's body was apparent through the tight sweat pants. Her handshake was graceful but not tentative, her.