. but started laughing. "I did, didn't I?" Yup," Jack said. "Supper?" I had the folks at Regas put the leftovers in a cooler. They're in the back." I ...on't have a cooler," Jack said."You do now."On the way out to the highway, Jack noticed that there'd been a lot more work done.The tracks from the tipple to the mainline were completely gone and most of the siding bridge was missing. There seemed to be an awful bunch of white hats scratching their heads while looking at where the bridge used to. As I walked and turnedto show off my outfit Mary smiled and complemented me on my taste inclothes.Having worn pants my entire life, skirts were a new experience for me. I actually liked the openness; the freedom of my skirt. It seemed lessconfining than wearing pants. And it certainly showcased my high heelsand my stockings.The next day a package arrived. It was my second corset. The cut anddesign was identical to my first corset but the new one was muchfancier. The fabric was still heavy. There she was pulling her panties up and otherwise naked, there I was stretching for the ceiling with my arms and my cock.I stepped back around the corner out of her sight and heard the bedroom door slam shut. I took it as my cue to go and put some clothes on. I bolted for my bedroom thinking “ oh fuck that’s going to make life a bit awkward for a while” then then the image of Jenn’s naked body popped into my head. Bugger me if my mother in law doesn’t have a hot body. I mean she is definitely. It felt very tight and uncomfortable atfirst. It pulled me in at the waist and pushed me up at the top. Therewere also red thigh high stockings, long red gloves, a set of small redhorns on a head band and a pair of 3 inch red heels to complementeverything.I looked at myself in the mirror and I almost fainted. The outfit lookedstunning. The basque top pushed up my small breasts to such an extentthat it really looked as if I had a cleavage. It pulled in my waist aswell which emphasised the flare.