Uh... I will... I'll wear... Whatever you think isbest. Whatever you want me to wear." Or Denise?"I looked at Miss Denise, who was smiling, mischievou...ly.I resigned myself to the worst. "Yes, Ma'am," I said, "Whatever you orMiss Denise feels is best." But, Miss Clarke, we only have women's clothes in the house,apparently. That means we'll have no choice but to dress you up inwomen's clothing. Are you sure that is what you want?" Yes, Ma'am, that will be fine." Just fine?"I gulped."No, Ma'am.. Now walk andlet me see how you do". Walking with a piece of "luggage" was a wholenew experience. She said, "Take some time and just walk around the houseand get used to the heels and your center of balance. You have to takemany small steps. Don't be in a rush, little steps".Walking in these heels and with my hips swaying made my bustline move inways I never thought possible! My breasts were moving all over and Ifelt very uncomfortable. Cathy saw me looking at my bustline and triedto comfort me. The facial expressions when a lady cums with satisfaction. Her juices were flowing down her thighs. Her heat from her pussy was radiating like anything. I slowly parted her legs and now her glory hole drenched in her juices was in full view.Slowly I rubbed her outside pussy and now I was readying her to accept my finger. Meanwhile, her husband had too much for him. He was standing stark naked with his dick rising high. He moved near her. She was moving her hand on his dick and the smile on her. Can I see you, please? I need to eat. I could buy you dinner." And lunch. And work evenings too. I've got a mountain of an in-tray. I've let things slip. If you stay at Polly's, I could come and kiss you good-night." That sounds OK. I can survive. Then on Monday..."Hint, come on... "Mm. Monday morning, we'll go and see Barnes. Then I've got something to do in the afternoon."Well how about making love for a start?"Then, assuming that I've squared things with Jim, you can come over that evening.