”“Great!” I said effusively.“Actually, I wondered if you’d consent to model for me again.”“Not such a good idea, Pumpkin,” I said with...as much care and concern in my voice as I could put there.“You’re so silly,” she giggled. “You think things might get carried away again, don’t you.” There was no question mark at the end of her comment. She was accusing me of being a dirty old man again.“Well, the whole point to paying attention to history is so you don’t make the same mistakes again,” I. Am I to wait in the room to be summoned, or shall I return to the front room seeking the lady I met when I arrived? Deciding it best to stay in the bedroom until summoned, I stare at myself in the mirror. I am embarrassed by my attire, but I am also excited by how feminine I look. I lift the ruffles to see that my penis is quite visible through the sheer panties. Then, I drop the ruffles back down to hide myself. I turn and twist in the mirror, admiring my outfit from different angles. The. Pam was making it worse, by walking by and grabbing me in the crotch area, and putting her arms around me from behind, and giving me hugs. Pam came right up to me and said you look horny and walked by again this time flashing her ass. As she was walking away, the cockiness came out of me and I said, “that ass is mine tonight”, she looked back, with this come and get it smirk on her face.About twenty minutes passed and both of Mike's friends left with the women they came to the party with, both. So, it was a few days before Christmas when I at last was able to get to see her. By this time she had moved from her house into a small block of flats in the next town. I rang the bell at the outer door and she slipped out of her front door which opens on to the hallway to let me in. To my surprise, she was clad in a full length black negligee - unusual for a December afternoon and the more unusual to be wearing it in the hallway where neighbours might suddenly appear. It was a good sign,.