When she asked about my fantasy outfit I could onlyblush and try to explain."One of the outfits that I frequently nag my wife aboutwearing is the cute...little coed sex-kitten, she has such agreat ass and her tits are so perfect. She alwayscomplained how embarrassing it is to wear, but I neverbelieved her I always thought it was just an excuse not todress in something special for me, until now that is. Beingdressed like this with everything on display and accentedis bad enough but then to be seen. I'd been showered and hair and make up done to perfection slightly earlier. I was standing fastening myself into my stockings, one stiletto heel perched on the foot of the bed. I felt his halt as he clocked the sight of me. Fanny FlutterHe asked if we were going somewhere. To which I'd told him no, it was just drinks at home, but that I just liked to make an effort for him of a weekend. He certainly knew that, having arrived home some Saturday afternoons to find me vacuuming in only a pair. Those comments and rebuts were also becoming asintense as the humidity on a sunny day in July.The incident which was the initiation of the explosion which caused theend of the close friendship between Kat and Amanda was an innocentgreeting done by Matt. He called Amanda, Mandy when he wascomplimenting his friend on her new hairstyle.Amanda said, "Thank you Matt, and please call me Amanda."The innocent correction came off to Kat as audacious as telling asongwriter they were wrong about the. My many acolytes and fanboys greeted me as I entered and went straight to the restroom in the lobby. I checked each of the stalls in the mirror with a quick glance (no feet), then entered the furthest stall from the entrance. After locking the door, I set my feet onto the seat and leaned against the wall next to the toilet paper dispenser. I set my purse on the handicap rail and retrieved my bottle of water, plus the silver pill case.Just as I was about to get started, I heard a group of girls.