I felt sexier wearing a matching set. I knew the bra would be visible through anything and it only just skimmed my nipples. On it went followed by a ...fitted white blouse. Then a tight black wiggle pencil skirt over my black holdup stockings. I hadn't worn the skirt in a while and it was so tight I was scared it would rip and show how tiny my thong really was. Finally, as instructed, I finished with killer 5” stiletto heels. Looking in the mirror I felt the sexist I'd ever felt. My nipples. She looked me up and down and showed me in to the lounge where there were three other girls already made over.One was a very mature tgirl, another sat reading a magazine and smoking nd the 3rd was more my age and clearly getting her knickers in a twist over something I suspect from what she said that she thought it was going to be some sort of orgy going on but that never crossed my mind, anyway she stormed out and the smoking tgirl said exactly what I had thought but stated that it was a place. . At least his apartment, on the far edge of the campus, was, well, suitable. It was a basic but clean, spacious 2 bedroom on an upper floor of an 18 storey building.But it had a few issues... It as well looked a lot more posh on the outside than it was inside, its outside like a tall red-brick building, maybe a hotel or condo; but its inside had wires hanging from the ceilings in the hallways, and the hallways weren’t lit at night, one needed to use a flashlight to navigate the corridors, and. The weather looks good and there’s plenty of walking and the RSPB have a place there as well. There’s also a restaurant so you won’t need to do a picnic.”“No! That’s an unnecessary expense particularly if we go to Ricardo’s in the evening where I’ve already booked us in for a Mama Speciale including giving the requisite two days’ notice.”“Hmm, getting a bit ahead of yourself, Miss Grace.”“Thowwy, thir.”Terry laughed. “Bless you, Grace! That’s a super idea. I’ll pick you up at eleven tomorrow..