I asked her also to bring a copy of your signature on a check, or a bill or some other type of legal document for comparison. But for the most part, I...believed her. I mean we've been friends for years. We see each other on an almost daily basis. Why would she lie?"When she first showed up for one of our parties, it made sense. She was with Steve Clark. Steve had wanted to join us for years. His wife, Misti, on the other hand, was kind of shy and standoffish. I'm sure she's a nice woman, but. He could see the maid outfit once againfolded neatly topped by a note... He could also see his own car key andhouse key!!! "Yes!" He let out feeling somewhat victorious. At least heknew he was going home and could then figure all this out. He picked upthe note...."Dear Sissy! We said we left you clothes, did you expect a men's? You sowanted to keep the lingerie and heels on, how could you possibly wearmen's clothes."You will first see your lovely black and white maid's uniform we so knowyou. They swayed freely as she sauntered over. The suit was a thong back that rode high up into the crack of her ass, just the way Tom liked it. Three inch black heels completed her ensemble. Her hair was drawn up into a tight bun and a black lacy bow held it in place.Tom felt his cock begin to harden as his lusty wife approached him."Stand up" she commanded.Tom pulled the sheets back and stood up, his 8 inch cock already sticking out rigidly below his stomach, the result of his fantasies about. But luckily for me we had a different lunch hour, so I would be able to sit with my friends.The day went fine, got a few comments on my “pretty legs” from the older boys in the hallway. Met Brandon between classes. Then lunch came. I sat with three friends from 4th period and enjoyed my time away from Brandon. Shortly after I sat down to eat, my friend Amanda looked upwards behind me, and a familiar deep voice spoke up. “Excuse me ladies, I need to borrow Kylie.” Brandon, being one of the more.