I didn't use too much of the food cards or merchandise cards so I had them for future use.I did have to buy an outfit for Saturday night, using the me...chandise cards, in case I was the low bidder. Barb went shopping with each of us. A cameraman accompanied us, getting photos of me trying on clothing. Barb outfitted me in a lacy bra and panty set, an orange long-sleeved blouse that buttoned down the front, white Levis with a button fly, a blue knit belt, white cotton socks and sneakers.On. I came out the bathroom now covered to be welcomed with a bunch of hungry eyes. “Don’t go, hang with us,” Michael asked. I stood there with a blank stare of my face while contemplating his ambiguous suggestion. My reply was letting my coat fall where I stood and I sauntered to the couch and sat in the midst of his friends, with the Super Bowl just beginning. It was the Seattle Seahawks against the Denver Broncos and I could care less about the game. Hot Michael has some good looking. I look away shaking my head. I slide the little pink miniskirt up and zip it.In the mirror, I see a girl in a pink mini skirt staring back at me. Iopen the door a crack and stick my head out to see if mom is by herself."Come on I've seen you naked when you were a little boy, so you in askirt is not going to shock me." Mom you can't laugh." I look both ways as I walk out to mom. "Can youhurry mom I don't want either of my sisters to see me wearing a skirt."Mom walks around me staring at me up. All I can think about is what's inside those pants and how much I want it. I unzip his zipper and can see his white cotton underpants. I can see the bulge of his cock through the underware. It isn't hard but I imagine I can fix that. I press my face against the bulge, it feels good and smells, I don't know, kind of sweaty, but sexy. It's hard to describe."C'mon, take it out you little slut," he says. I pull his underware down to expose his cock. It is cut, and I can see the little.