"I like it too, Jack," she smiled."Good ... then can I tell the lady we'll take it?" Are you sure, Jack?" Very!" I signaled to the clerk and she set a...out marking the minor alterations needed, indicating that the dress would be ready Friday afternoon. I walked to the back counter and pulled out my Visa card to look after the bill. It wasn't as much as I had expected, and I thought when I saw Molly wearing it that she might need some new shoes to go with it. While the woman was processing my. When she got home she insisted that I tried everything on to see if it fit. It was so intoxicating for me to be dressed like a little sissy slut again. Brought back so many memories of how mother use to dress me when I was young.The first thing that my wife said had to go was the hair on my legs. It showed too badly through the stockings so off came my all my body hair. Over the next few days in the evening she would have me dress and play with her makeup. Each time I would get a raging. I tried to push his as much of his cum out onto the pavement. Adam watched me for a few minutes and then kissed my mouth."I'm going back inside," he told me.There I was standing there practically naked and all fucked out. I gathered up my purse and got some tissues out. I wiped up the best I could. I put my bra back on and got my panties and skirt back in place. I d****d my torn blouse around me and I made my way back to my car. I got inside and just sat there. My pussy felt so raw and I could. But I think you are under the wrong assumption. I would like you to move above the garage. There’s a four room ‘grannie apartment’ there that hasn’t been used for years. Come. I’ll show you.”✧ ✧ ✧I followed him to the garage. At the back was a stairway. I had been using the garage to park my truck, since I had moved here. I was aware there was a second floor, but had never thought anything about it.It was a massive space, loaded with junk, but there were large windows on all four sides. My mind.