Don’t perform and well, you can imagine …’The meeting broke up just after five, with my opposite number in the client company shaking my hand an... telling me that he’d take our plan to his board and would call me back as soon as he could with an answer. I knew that, realistically, this was the best outcome we could have hoped for, so as I watched the elevator doors close behind them I felt a wave of relief wash over me. There was still a slim chance we could escape this monumental balls-up with. Today, however, it was MY turn to shop- trying on my own clothes,earning the approval of Lauren & Kayla and offering my own opinions ontheir clothing choices... It was the type of girly day out I'd dreamedof all my life, and as much as I may miss being Steve, I loved everysecond of today, out with my girl friends. Even if I felt a mild pangof regret every time I passed a videogame store..."I am fucking KNACKERED," Lauren laughs as she collapses on the sofa,her flame-coloured hair falling. "Josh had his answer, and removing his shaft from her pussy, he placed the tip of his cock against her asshole. Her dark brown hole looked tight but inviting. Since his dick was coated with girl juice, he just pushed the tip into her gently. Her small rectum gave way, exposing the pink interior of her asshole. The contrast of her brown skin and the pink interior of her rectum made Josh press even harder. The moment he felt the head of his cock gain entry to her black ass he knew he was in. You can say no, if you want, but I have loads of tights at mine. Panties, leotards, everything. You want to come round sometime?’ 'I'd like that, yeah!'‘What’s your name?’‘Harry.’I told him to meet me after work. While on my afternoon break I bought a pair of 30 denier semi-sheer, shimmer, cinnamon tights for myself and black pearlescent glossy tights for Harry. ‘Are these for your hot date this weekend?’ smiled Emma as she served me. She knew I had a thing for tights and actually believed me.