I really wanted out of here bad.What had I done?The song went on: Kitty cats... kitty cats... They are fun to me. Bunny hats... princess c...aps... Waiting there, we'll see. I'm a girl... you're a girl... Happy as can be. Pretty little pink night gown. Seems all right to me.Suddenly it sounded like a generator or really big engine had firedup with a loud "Dwwww-aaaaaaaaaAAAAAAR!" sound and the booth lit upwith pink lights all around it and some kind of ovular ringed. I gulped down the rest of my Martini and asked, "You ready to get out of here?"She flashed a giant smile and said, "Hell yes."I hailed the waiter and asked for the check. He asked if something was wrong and I assured him all was well, we just had to get someplace. Once we got to the car, we were all over each other. After a few minutes of heavy petting she pulled back and said, "Slow down cowboy. I'm not sure you can handle all of these developments. I've got an idea. It's only eleven o'clock,. Suddenly warm fluid started inflating my rectum.It felt great then too much pressure and she paused. in response to the incresing pressure on my prodtate and spasming of my asshole trying to release I could feel cum starting to drool out. she loved it tasting and moaning and rubbing it on her nipples. She led me to the toilet and left me to clean it all out, but first slipped a tight rubber cock ring to hold the cum drool.Finslly cleaned out and highly arroused I tried to jerk off for. Vague memories return to me of wearing the garments but nothing tangible.I have already tried on the cherry-red, platform-soled, high-heel pumps so I know they fit. There are other pairs of women's shoes in the trunk all size ten. They range from strappy sandals to high-heeled pumps. I put them aside and study the lingerie; panties, bras, slips, suspender belts, stockings, pantyhose; all manner of underwear in various colours and styles. They are intriguing but I don't waste time trying them.