Since the huts became obsolete they had been abandoned, no one came down here anymore. A perfect place for me to be right now, all alone. I wandered... up to the first hut, the windows were boarded over and a large padlock kept the door shut. The second hut was equally inaccessible. I was just killing time really, walking around wandering if I could get into one of these old classrooms and see what was inside. To my surprise when I reached the third hut from the main campus there seemed to be. Steve walked across into the bedroom and opened the wardrobe. He just starred at the clothes, but viewed them entirely differently now. He viewed them as a means of attraction rather than just sexy women's gear."Ste............" Cheryl's word stopped abruptly, when she saw him. "Oh my God, with a body like that, I can' call you Steve any more now can I?"What do you mean?" said Steve "I always look like this." "I don't think so." Cheryl gasped. "Look!" She turned him towards a full-length. Please wait while picture loadsI could smell his unwashed body, but instead of disgusting me it made me wet. I knew that this bum hadn’t had a bath in months and I could tell that he jacked off a short while before because I could smell his semen and see the crusty stains on the inside of his pants.I was amazed how fast he got hard, I’d have thought that being a dirty old drunken bum he’d have a hard time getting it up, but he didn’t, he was hard as a rock and I was so. They are also black and are a shiny patent leather. 4" F' me pumps with stiletto heels; no lower then that for this girl.Now to get dressed. The whole time I am dressing I am fantasizing that I am getting dressed for a date with my lover, and wanting to look extra alluring, as well as wanton for his pleasure. Could this man be you? Who knows? We can both be having fantasies can't we? I then go to the closet and take out my favorite black dress. It comes to just below my stocking tops when I am.