Hey, I am a girl, right?After an hour or so of walking around the arena and drooling over some ofthe goodies, it was time for me to make my way to the...hospitality suite.At least they'd invited me up to that, so they weren't automaticallydisqualifying me. The thing is, they must have considered me at leasttentatively female, as NO oms were allowed in the suite-ladies only. Upto the designated room in the hotel I went, knocked on the door. I shouldmention that while in the arena, I did run. . "Look I bought you some heels to wear to complete your outfit,put them on Sharon, you know you want to!"In my confused state I was no longer convinced she was wrong as Icarefully slipped my fishnet encased feet into the heels."Careful now, Sharon, it will take you a few minutes to get used towalking in heels. You will find yourself obliged to walk like a woman inthem. You have to show off your assets. For a woman that means yourchest not your groin Sharon. Short steps, close together, as. Me:k so what remove and play na there is no one here and she said k and started removing her dress and she first removed her t-shirt and I saw her small lemon with covered with black bra and removed her pant and a matching panty which had a flower in center and it was transpirend there and I could see her pussy lips and she came in and we started playing and I asked her kLatha when and all you come here for that she said this is the third time and I asked her you come with your husband only or. . it was just a fantasy.I never counted on my twins, much as King Henry II never counted on those knights that slew Thomas Becket when he uttered the notorious lament, “Who will rid me of this turbulent priest?” Just as he should have known his audience, though, so should I. It was just a fantasy, but for Tracy, it was going to be a nightmare. The twins, after all, didn’t have to work for a living, and the saying was perhaps a bit truer than usual that “idle hands are the Devil’s workshop.” I.