" You do have a good memory. Now can you remember what she was wearing?" She had on a green outfit that looked almost Chinese. At first I thoughtit wa... a dress but it was a long skirt and top. She'd done her hair tomatch the style of outfit and was wearing a small bit of makeup." Was she? I didn't remember seeing any on her." She just had a bit around her eyes, enhancing them slightly." You are certainly more observant than me," admitted Rachel. "So, imagineyou are wearing that outfit to the. . It's all right ... no harm done!" But even as she said it, the door closed hurriedly.She dressed, then walked quickly across the yard to go upstairs to get breakfast. As she opened the door at the back of the building, she saw Paul's head look up from under a car bonnet, then duck down again. She walked determinedly over to him." ... Paul!" she said, quietly, " ... I'm glad! You know I really like you, and I think you like me; but if you want to pretend it never happened, that's okay!" Then. Next she picked up a pair of pink stockings and began to roll them up mywaxed legs before attached them to the suspenders dangling from the baseof the corset. She adjusted the straps to ensure the stockings werepulled taut with no wrinkles. Then she held out a pair of pink latexpanties that were covered with layer upon layer of starched lace frills.I carefully stepped into the panties and she drew them up my body overthe suspenders and the stockings. Turning around Aunty Jane produced a pair of. One thing I didn't anticipate though would be the amount of eyes that would turn on me when I walked through the door, and boy was it a lot. So many infact I pretty much stood there frozen on the spot blushing, and closing the door behind me. I looked around, noticing the women starring at my cock and checking me out, me doing the same with them giving each and everyone a good looking up and down. Pretty much every woman had something going for them, whether it was face, ass, breasts, stomach.