The meters were old and had a hard time standing up on their own, let alone with the added weight of someone leaning against them and it wavered sligh...tly as she rested her weight on it. She had harbored feelings for Eric for as long as she had known him, and yet as she had often confessed her feelings for him they had not been returned. Eric was just a little taller than she was maybe six foot if he was lucky and was very lean, he wasn’t muscular but he was toned. He always kept his brown hair. Then he leaned me over until my chest rested on the other thick strap. I wiggled around until I got comfortable. Then Harry told me to put my hands behind me, and he slipped on a pair of soft cuffs clipped together. After that, he stood in front of me and wrapped another thinner strap around my head, and attached it to the main chain. So, here I was suspended off the ground, sitting on my folded legs with my hands bound behind my back, and a head restraint that kept my face pointing. I danced with several women, but my favorites were my sexy mother and her best friend.Renate would shout in my ear: "Are you having fun? and I would shout back "yes! Great!" We tried to make ourselves heard over the din of music and voices. It was a great party scene.We moved on to another party and after an hour or so, Renate put her lips close to my ear and said above the din. " I think we have lost your mother and my husband. Do you see them?"I searched and agreed, that they seemed to be. The d****s were usually closed. It was 7PM and he was to be ready for 8PM. Georges opened his bag and took out what he needed: lipstick, eye shadow, his wig, some facial powder, a long red dress, heels and nylon stockings imported from the US. At 7:30 PM, Georges was fully dressed and made-up. He answered the knock at the door. Four other cross-dressers came into the room. Kisses and compliments were exchanged. All the ladies involved were in their 30s and 40s. Georges became Gaby. A few.