She's messing with me. She must be messing with me.I tell her to come with me. We head back upstairs to the bedroom. I start kissing her, hard. She is...clearly into it, happy to have turned me on, feeling naughty herself. I slip my hand down to her ass and pull those panties down. She'd put them on over the stockings and garter, so they came off without a snag!We didn't make it into the bed. I had her bent forward a bit, and I'm already out of my pants. The head of my cock is pressing against. Now you can try on anything you want but there are two rules,first, your own underwear stays on underneath whatever you try on, that isjust for hygienic reasons. The second rule is you don't come out of thisroom unless you are fully dressed, okay?" I nodded and she went off toget the girls.I can't really keep track of all the different things that they had me tryon over the next hour or so, standing in nothing but my lingerie as theyran in and out of the change room bringing me new things to. 'Nothing.' Monique said. Todd reached out his hand ad placed it on Monique's left thigh and slowly began to run his hand up and down. Focused on the road he began to move closer to Mo's dripping snatch. 'Mo? Do you got any panties on?' 'Uh uh, my grandma taught me and my sister to let it breathe at night, keep it covered in the daylight..' Mo chuckled at the thought of when she never quite understood what Grandma Dori meant by that saying, but now Mo understood that Grandma Dori was talking. ‘Julie,’ Cynthia called. ‘Is that you?’ There was no answer for a minute or so. Cynthia turned to her bedroom door. She jumped when she saw him standing there. ‘Oh, my god! You startled me, Michael.’ Michael Connors stepped in. ‘Mrs. Winters,’ he greeted her. He was wearing a dark suit. He was an attractive young man, with those blue eyes and muscular shoulders. Despite herself, Cynthia found herself checking him out. ‘Michael, what are you doing here?’ ‘I’m your date for the night, Cynthia,’.