”She smiled and retorted “So don’t lecture me about under aged drinking, get me a beer” then opened the door to my small patio and sat herself...in a deck chair. I pulled two bottles of brew out of the fridge and headed out to join her. On the way to the patio I grabbed two shot glasses and a bottle of Jose Cuervo. If she wanted a beer then I’d be a good host and offer her a tequila chaser to go with it.The sky was clear and the moon was just past full. Shards of moonbeams filtered through the. I explained that my wardrobe was slowly running out of fresh options and that to be honest there was getting to be fewer poses for him to picture, a point he had to agree. That he wished to step up to fetish stuff was a step that I was prepared to take but only if he provided the clothing and only if he respected my husband, neither finding out or even suspecting. At this he became a touch angry; he said loudly and in a dominant voice, that I should know he would not be telling hubby or. "Yes, you do," I agreed.We arrived at her house and I waited in the car. She took longer than I expected, but when she did return she had changed. She was wearing a flattering blue mini dress with mocha pantyhose, the dress to short for stockings.I said, "Holy shit, now we have to go to my place so I can change."We drove to my place and I took in her bag. I looked in my closet and choose a white mini dress with a very flattering neckline. I put on a pair of white pantyhose as well. I headed. "In the circumstances would you care to reconsider?" Thank you, but no, not at this time." I told him firmly. "I'll alert you with any further information that comes my way."He sighed. "Good luck, Jack," was all he said. Any listeners would be mildly puzzled, but no more, and I trusted him to explain it away if any questions were raised.And now it was time to talk to Lee. This didn't just concern me, it affected her and Johnnie too, and I couldn't keep it from her any longer.She was upstairs in.