When finished, the hem of the shirt was almost as long as the miniskirt. So I tucked it in.Debbie eyed me up and down carefully - like I was a project...or painting. "Shoes, wig, a little makeup. Not bad."She reached yet again into her magic bag of tricks and pulled out a pair of tiny black shoes. Shoe bottoms I should say. With a few tiny black straps - apparently to hold them all. Oh yeah - and a pretty good size spike heel stabbing from the bottom."Have a seat my Dear." She said with a grand. “Talk to me.”“This is weird,” I said.“No. It’s not. Seriously. I liked watching you. Trust me. I … have been going through a lot of stuff. Self esteem stuff. I liked knowing I could do that to a man. I should thank you. Thank you.”“Ha, you are welcome.”“And I wouldn’t have said anything, but you just seemed … different. Angry. I didn’t like it.”“Sorry. It’s just … long day.”“I know,” she said. “I get it. Trust me.”Her hand was on my chest, just resting there. We sat in silence. I wasn’t sure. Just as I was getting excited she stood up, pulling her fingers out of my ass. I told her to run her fingers along the glory hole. Then push your body against the sheet. I lightly told him to "have a feel." One hand came thru the hole going straight for her clit. The other grabed her breast. While he gropped her thru the sheet I was busy spreading her ass cheeks and sticking a finger deep in her pussy. She was loving it but that wasn't what we were hear for. I grabbed her at the hips pulling. He reached into his jacket and produced a wallet, and began pulling out crisp bills.Tina's eyes widened at the site. This guy had a lot of money, more money than she'd ever seen on one person! She began to feel hopeful..."There," he said, holding out a bunch of 20's to her. "Take it."She just stared at the money, then at him, then at the money again. She didn't know what to say."Go on," he urged her. "Take it, now, before someone sees."Suddenly she grabbed it from his hand, without thinking. A.