"Thanks so much, Al! Have a good night!" I yell back toward the car as I quickly head inside. He smiles and gives me a wave.I unlock the front door th...en swing it open and excitedly step into the foyer and set down my suitcase."Daddy's home!" I yell, my voice echoing throughout the house. "Where are my two favorite girls?"I wait for a reply but hear nothing. A bit surprised, I close the door and shout again "Hello? Elaine?"Still no reply. But I do hear the sound of Ellie crying coming from. We then sat at his kitchen table and I told Ray about the upcoming double feature of classic horror movies at the theatre on Saturday. As we talked I would occasionally glance out the window and watch Valerie.That evening it was the image of Valerie in her tight shorts and crop, swaying to the music as she washed her car, that fueled my masturbation session. Finally, the Saturday arrived and I called Ray to find out what time he wanted to meet up. It was his Mom that answered the phone and. The other was a short Frenchmaid outfit in black, with garter, black stockings and 4" high heel pumpswhich happened to fit each of us perfectly.I tried not to show it but I was actually very pleased to be able to wearsuch feminine things which seemed to be made especially for me. Iguessed the other regular cross dressers in the group must be happy tooas these were quality clothes. I reveled in this small pleasure eventhough it was the reason I was here in the first place.Immediately after. ‘I ran into Keith on my way upstairs and, I swear, he’s about to pee on himself, he’s so giddy about the publicity you’ll bring in for the station. If you win.’ Jay grimaced, pressing harder into the dough. Keith was the head producer at KIRA and lived and breathed ratings. He’d started calling Jason his ‘golden boy’ after viewer ratings shot up following the debut of his show, Sweet Talk, two months before. Rubbing bits of softened sweet butter onto the flattened dough, Jay kept quiet, hoping.