A woman in the real world needs a good pair of jeans that flattersher ass. As a matter of fact, she needs several pairs. It took a couplehours, but ...as the clock struck five, my ass was outfitted in denim heaven.*******Mom and I were having dinner in the hotel restaurant when she asked, "So hasit started to sink in yet or do you still feel like a boy dressed in hismother's clothes?" I don't know," I said as I shook my head and reached into my purse for mycigarette case. "Right now, I'm kind. I've never really had a date with a boy cause I'm chubby, so it was just one more thing to make me feel bad about myself," Alice spoke with a resigned tone to her voice."Well, I hope my touching them was not like that," I smiled at her continuing, "and actually, I kinda liked feeling them. They are nice and soft." I reached out again and gently cupped her breasts in my hands and caressed them lightly watching her closely. "You can touch mine if you like Alice."Alice looked at me tentatively and. I dare say that if Id been an American serviceman I would have been paying for the privilege. Linda seemed to be really enjoying herself, if not she was making a very convincing job of pretending to enjoy it. I would happily have spent the rest of the night in this position but after about five minutes Linda stopped and asked me what the time was? That brought me back to earth without the bump, I looked at my watch and told her it was a quarter past eight, Better get a move on she replied. How could Enchantra be so casual about the whole situation? It didn’t make sense, but he didn’t want to dwell on it. Together they gathered their things and left.A few days later, Bert received a copy of their performance. While he saw mistakes he made, Enchantra was spot-on perfect. Then it was time for the trick where she lost her costume and he couldn’t understand it. He was sure she was wearing it when she emerged from the box and it wasn’t anywhere to be seen until after it reappeared on.