It all flooded his mind.He quickly disrobed.A minute later he felt normal again in his own clothes, leggingssecretly underneath, his manhood tightly t...ucked. But anything hiddenjust didn?t count ? so a voice in his head told himself. A loomingneed to go much further bothered Scott.He rolled his computer cart away, leaving the woman?s suit hanging onthe door of the empty office, repacked in dry-cleaner plastics. Hevowed never to touch it again.*****A room with a view boiled in the city heat. . "Go ahead and take off your top and jeans. I want to see how your newoutfit looks. I'm sure everything will fit, but I'm dying to see it onyou."I was shocked. She had pointed not just at the floral camisole, but theentire assemble of clothes. I shook my head as if to clear my brain. Istared at her with a puzzled look on my face."My outfit, I thought this was for Pressley? You can't be serious aboutme wearing a skirt and heels? I mean why would I need these? They aren'tdesigned for men." Silly,. Uncovered as he was, I could see his strong, well muscled thighs. His shirt sleeves were rolled up and the laces undone, allowing me an almost uninhibited view of his upper body. His chest and abdomen were well defined, making my palms itch to run them down his temptingly bare flesh. Apparently my admiration was returned for when I followed the thin line of hair that started just below his naval I found his penis was no longer covered by his shirt and rising defiantly from a thicket of black. The confusion is driving me up a wall." Dad, I didn't mean to confuse you last night. You know that I love you, even more this morning than I did yesterday. So do us both a favour. Talk to me" Anita begged as she filled her coffee cup, then warmed her Dad's coffee.For the rest of the day, the two of them were a little distant. Jim spent a lot of time just sitting with his head in his hands, while Anita was torn between giving her father time to think and the desire to hold him. The strain.