He extracted a finely carved Irish lap harp from the thick canvas bag and set it in place, plinking at a few strings to test if they were still in tun.... Meanwhile the woman with him had pulled a tambourine out of her pack and pushed a few of the benches aside, standing and waiting for the minstrel to start. He ran his hands along the strings, sounding a tinkling arpeggio and broke into a haunting melody. The girl just stood there softly keeping time to the song on her tambourine. Then the man. Looking about for the rest of the costume, she found.... nothing. "Surely he can't mean for me to be naked except for a pair of stockings"!The door opened and her hands flashed up to cover her breasts and then down over her pussy. Laughing at her obvious distress and confusion, he held out a pair of stiletto heels. "Here little one, I forgot to leave these for you. I think that you will find they are your size." She took the shoes from him and held them against her breasts, provoking another. For workshe always had to wear a skirt with pantyhose and high heels and a niceblouse. She always looked really sexy in that sexy business woman/secretary sort of way. She wore stockings in the summer just to deal withthe heat a little better. At this point, I was a little bit nervous because I couldn't tell if shewas mad or if she was just playing around but I didn't want to find outif she was mad. I was also a little bit scared because if she was mad andshe knew how turned on I was that I. Most of them were clad in the usual kilts.She had completed the intensive, second-level Neo-Tantra course following her vacation and had begun using her training during the weeks since. Today, she could feel the camaraderie in the room, as well as the undercurrents of tension and concern in each of the participants. She had met all of them during her travels, but this was her first exposure to them as a group.Terry began the meeting. "You all know that Pru has been through the Neo-Tantra.