I loved the feel of the nude coloredpantyhose as I pulled them up my legs, but the best part was how the slipfelt on my legs as I dropped it over my h...ead. I pick up the dress andopened it up and stepped into it and slowly pulled it up and put my arms inthe long sleeves. It was a mauve colored satin dress that I had seen hismom wear when she went out for the night with Jeff's dad on Saturdaynights.I felt the dress get very tight on me and I realized it was Jeff pulling thezipper up in back. ". The women were broader than the men and averaged about 6 and a half foot tall, their hair was usually a golden blonde, the girls with us were both blonde but a darker shade of blonde so they blended well with the other women, unlike the men who had a more brownish hair. Also the men dressed similar to the men of our ship, but not the women. They had on short dresses, in fact the skirts barely covered their butts.The two girls in our group were dressed just like the men. This made them stand out. "You didn't argue the whore part." Beth, you aren't a whore." What the fuck do you think you were doing selling me for sex? Those ladies paid you. What does that make me? Damn Trace, what does it make you?" Beth was in tears.I looked at her, really looked at her. She was so sexy looking, so vulnerable, so earnest. I went over to my purse and pulled out the envelopes."You want me to give them back?" Please, Trace ..."I stopped her. "You know you didn't have to have sex with these women. That was. ’ Tony turned back to the counter, setting Bradley’s coffee and muffin onto the bar. A bright light in his eyes was showing that he had practically been waiting to talk about her with Tony. ‘She made the most beautiful little crochet last night. She’s been working on it for months. She’s also making a dress for my granddaughter’s school dance next week.’ He smiled and laughed, feeling his balding hair. ‘She’s always working on a bunch of little projects.’ Bradley smiled, and patted Tony on the.