"This is the...party room," said Erica, leading Paul into a huge spaceand turning on the lights, revealing a ballroom with a tall, vaultedceiling from...which hung golden chandeliers. The huge windows had closedcurtains of heavy, golden velvet. Every wall was hung with large giltmirrors and between them paintings like those in Victor's bedroom: ofsexually aroused, beautiful boys half-dressed in wonderful gowns andfurs, but here there were also gorgeous naked, erect men enjoying allsorts of. ”She bit her lip but then gave me a teasing smile.“You're not one of those perverts who would wear them?”I laughed a little. “No. But seeing as how you are the sexiest woman I have ever seen, I'm the kind of pervert that would cum in them. A lot. Every single pair.”She looked down, smoothing out a few small tank tops and making a little pile of her underwear. She kept looking at my hand caressing her panties and the bulge in my shorts.“Bras too?” she asked.“Bras too.” I replied. “And it would. She said we would get dressed and then do makeup. First she had me put on some white thigh high stockings, not fishnets, but they did have nice lace on top. Next came a tightly fitting white corset that had a see through halter top. She connected the garters to the thigh highs and then filled the corset with breast forms. I was getting really turned on and had a raging hard on. She said that would be a problem since I needed to look feminine and wear panties. She kneeled down and started. Inside, as secure as in an Anderson air-raid shelter from the rain, the downpour was an incessant rhythm beating against the walls and roof, while what little light there was entered through the hooded narrow gap where men with binoculars would normally be gazing at the striding herons and wading coots still outside in the huge lake, wholly undeterred by the ferocity of the elements.Edward strained up on tip-toes to peek through this gap at the pounding rain that agitated the water surface into.