There was a pause, before Alison heard soft footsteps from inside. “At last!” she sighed. The door creaked slowly open – but it was not Eva afte...r all, but Harriet, topless, with a packet of cigarettes stuck into the elastic of her pink bikini bottom.“Harriet!” exclaimed Alison.“What the fuck?” said Claire.“Come in, guys,” said Harriet with a knowing smile. “We guessed you’d turn up eventually!” She led them down a short narrow corridor towards the living room. As Alison approached the entrance. When I picked her up that night, I met her family. Her brothers were all big men, and her daddy was even bigger. Me being a Yankee couldn't sit right with them, but they were very hospitable. They seemed okay with her going out with a man considerably older than her.As we drove to the drive in, we talked. Jo was smart, uneducated and innocent. When I say uneducated I mean she had not gone to college. She was literate and well read for such a young woman. She leaned against me and whispered.. ..not all clients want full on porn some were more discerning and this one was a man who had a big obsession for Crossdresser's in tights.Bob had several contacts that would pose and help in making video's for a little cash and I was one of them so when he told me what was required I laughed and said ''Is that all''Apparently the client wanted a video of a Crossdresser being wanked over and so I found myself at Bob's one afternoon along with several older males and having had the 'plot'. Marcus said he sat in his car and waited for the girl to call him. “That’s when you called and was wondering when I was coming home.”Andy said with question, “You said you were having dinner with a client and wouldn’t be home until late that night, right?” Marcus nodded his head then continued with his story. He said after they hung up, the stripper Mandy called. Marcus apologized for walking out and asked if she’d like to go someplace nice, with him. She said she would but had to change.