Instead I pressed on."And this," I said, pausing for dramatic effect, "is what a bride's panties look like." I slowly pulled my dress up to my chest.D...ave's mouth dropped open. "Wow," he said. I looked down at Dave's pants. I recognised the big bulge I'd seen many times before. The sight of it made me feel woozy."I love how they're sort of transparent," he said. The panties I wore were mostly white sheer material with a solid white patch covering my pussy."Cute aren't they?" I said looking down. This did exactly what I needed, as it kept me from thinking about things I’d rather not think about. But as the kids headed off home and the tidying was finished, I looked at the clock and realized it was only two hours until Neil and I were due to have our nightly call.Every fiber in my soul wanted to avoid this call. Neil and I had been awkward with each other the day before. And today I was no longer wearing my wedding band, having agreed to Jason removing all my rings the day before. We. " He turned back to the racks and continued flipping through the clothes.I watched him as he expertly made his way through a bewildering array of clothes, suddenly emerging with a long, black satin skirt on the hanger he held in his hand. He motioned me closer, then he held the skirt up to my waist. "Mmmm, a little too small around the waist," he mused."Oh, but I have a corset at home," I said. "I didn't realize I would be coming in here today, otherwise I would have worn it."He gave me an. Fucking good, for jobs were a bit thin on the ground for a lighting cameraman these days."Yeah three hundred in your hand for an afternoons work," he explained."Doing what?" I asked but I already knew."The usual," he said lightly.Dave was infamous in the area for supplying young girls for hard-core films."When and where?" I asked.I was too broke to be that fussy for there were bills to pay.I packed my gear away in the garage and went indoors."How was it love?" my wife Linda asked.I handed over.