He took one side of the dress in his hand and walked around her, pulling it lightly. When he got where he was facing her, he pulled the other shoulder...of the dress forward. The top of the dress came off her into his hands. Without the support from the top, the skirt finally dropped. She stepped out of the gown and he hung it in the closet.“This half will be yours,” he said. That half of the closet held a half dozen hangers and a wedding gown.“Where can I go to change?” Bridget asked. For that. "Where are we going?" We are going to the next city we can find, Kristy. What's the closest city on the back of that tourist brochure I grabbed?" Reading. Turn left onto Route 222 when we find it."As we cruised towards the northern outskirts of town, I pulled over to a farmer's stall and stocked up on veges, fruit, and homemade goods. Kristy had barely eaten any of the burger last night but seemed quite happy to mow through the produce. I idly wondered as I watched her chew whether her diet. I light up a cigarette (nothing sexier than lipstick marks on a cigarette), grab my glass of wine and started walking in my heels as a sexy girl all around the house. It was incredible to feel so many different new things all at the same time. The sound of my heels on the floor as my G-string got deeper into my ass with each step. The delicate feel of my long hair and earrings on my shoulders, my long finger nails against the glass of wine, the feminine feeling of my breasts pulling on my chest. What else are we going to do?” Meg sighed.Both women cautiously approached the men. Meg stood defiantly in front of Daniel with her hands on her hips, refusing to look at him and Millie stood before Ramon unable to look away from the huge bulge in the crotch of his jeans.“Just do what they want Millie. We give them whatever they need and then we never speak of this day again,” Meg turned to Millie, her blue eyes full of anger and despair.Millie nodded balefully.Daniel sat with his legs were.