I put on a white satin dressing gown and did my makeup and sprayed myself with perfume.Sally Anne passed me the panties first. They were full cut in p...nk satin with layers and layers of white lace and looked fantastic. I took off my dressing gown and stepped into the panties and admired myself in the mirror. Sally Anne put her panties on in parallel with me. They were similar but in gold and white.Next she wrapped the corset around me and tightened it. It really was tight and as I breathed in. Music and atmosphere were important to help her dancers get into the mood to move to the rhythms. Charlotte, a glamourous brunette in her late thirties, looked every inch the sexy dance instructor. She was athletic, had firm but juicy breasts which jiggled ever so slightly when she danced in her red slinky salsa heels. Now, her cleavage peaked out of her low cut top as she leaned forward on her outstretched leg. She wore shiny black leggings to accentuate her legs. Few people had arrived for. I feel my earrings swing against my cheeks.I casually glance down and see my toe cleavage peeking out and I can see my shiny legs encased in pantyhose. I walk with one toe in front of the other on the invisible tightrope that I've been trained on. My ass gyrates as well. I smell my perfume and I can feel the pins in my hair-do as I spend hour after hour in the mall trying not to look embarrassed or frightened. Trying to pass as a female. With my high thin arched wide-awake eyebrows. I really. " Come in," Paul said as he opened the door to a brown haired woman in alovely yellow dress with white frills and matching heels. She took onelook at Paul and smiled as she sat down and took a finger sandwich."How was that female biker?" Paul asked curiously. "I honestly thought Iwas splashing her with soda not blinding her with dangerous chemicals." I know," Ms. Duller said cheerfully. "No charges are being broughtagainst you or anything. The chemicals we can't duplicate turned out tobe the.