I feel very comfortable dressed this way. The dress and slip are verylight, and aside from a bit of tightness at the raised waist, theyhardly registe... at all, except when the wind blows or when I walkquickly. I scarcely think about my underwear at all, and my make-up andjewelry are easy to maintain. Still, my hair is always a source offuss, just like any woman's hair. I frequently need to adjust it duringthe course of the day. Sometimes, when really busy, I just put it up soI don't need to. After I ate I went down to the adult theater again and again it was dead. I jacked off a bit but never came. I ended up leaving and thought I would go by the park again. It was very busy but it was so dark I couldn't see anyone and decided to go on home.The next day was almost a repeat. I went to the park in the early afternoon wearing tan thigh highs. I parked next to a guy who had his door open and was jacking off. A few guys I was not interested in kept parking next to me and I would move.. No one seemed to notice me at all.These two guys were not with the group I had been with earlier but we had met them when we first arrived. They were cousins of Sally. George was the guy on the left. He was average looking with a small black mustache. Luis was the guy on the right. He had a darker complexion and had a shaved head. He was a muscular guy and full of tattoos.I stared in disbelief and moved to the right. I didn’t even realize I was moving. I now had a better angle of Luis licking. Jennifer’s pussy was truly a thing of beauty too. Tightly tucked in, and shaved smooth, she looked like a girl several years younger than her tender age of twenty-eight. The skin surrounding her pussy lips was ivory white, and the labia it framed were pink, dark and swollen now with her lust.The index finger of her right hand continued slowly plunging in and out of Jennifer’s ass, and Olivia wrapped her other arm around a soft thigh. With the fingers and thumb of that hand, she gently separated.