She had a black top which barely kept her tits in and a very short black skirt with tights. Topped off with a pink leather jacket and deep pink lipsti...k. She was dragging hard on her cigarette waiting for my reply.In truth she looked like a complete slut on the lookout for cock but I didn't tell her that.I said she looked sexy and for her to enjoy herself.Soon her friend knocked door and after giving me a kiss she left. I had a hard on just thinking about how she looked that night.After a few. " "But the other trucker said that's no chick it's a guy dressed like a girl I could see him in my mirrors as he came up alongside." "So since we don't get many crossdressers in these parts, I just had to see for myself since I have not come across one in my few years of being a police officer." "Can I ask you some questions about how you dress?" I said, "sure." What was I going to say no, he has me at a disadvantage. As he asked and as I answered I felt more and more relaxed and noticed. Tom took one more pic when my phone rang. Too bad, office! I answered, got dressed, and went to the checkout. For no particular reason, I looked around while he wrapped up my items, and spotted many pitch-black cameras - carefully hidden at the ceiling.'You watched me all the time?' I asked, hinted at a camera.He nodded in approval.'You saw me between the shelves sucking my tits?' I plowed on.Tom grinned.'Like my tits?' I asked.Now he blushed.'You're damn right! Are you a peeper? Why didn't you. She looked at herself in the mirror over the dresser but was even more nervous about the dress than when trying it on in the store. The halter-top was cut low in the back, and had a deep V cut in the front, exposing her almost to the belly button, and the skirt portion seemed even lighter than she remembered. If there was any sort of breeze, the entire island would see her bare ass!“I should never have bought this!” she said quietly, looking at her image in the mirror.Steve had a totally.