He smirked at the after work festivities they would actively par take in."You planning on hanging with anyone special?" Jason, the white guy driving i...nquired to Xanti."I have someone in mind, but we do work with a few good ladies" he answered as Jason nodded. "How about you?" Oh I have a couple in mind" he replied and turned into the parking garage of their destination."Party time" Xanti said and rubbed his hands together.While the car was being parked, Xanti's phone went off. He clicked his. It was time to pay the bills. She wondered if it would be the last time she did so.Wondering if John was using the debit card to drain the joint account, she immediately went to review the last month's transactions. It didn't make sense to her. He hadn't charged anything against the account. She went to the records for the previous month. Again, he hadn't charged anything against the account. She stared at the screen wondering how he was paying for groceries, clothes, and gasoline.She thought. "I will dress himin my things over his clothing, except for my pantyhose, which I want tobe in feminising contact with his private little places, so his pantiescan come off."Roger's grandmother drew his mother's maroon panties off his head and itwas a very sorry looking teenager who blinked out at the ladies whosurrounded him. The shorts and panties were removed from his feet, andAgatha sat him up in her arms so that Hilda could roll the pantyhose intotwo handfuls, and feed it over his feet and. She was a real hotty! She had a body that a guy might dream about while masturbating, you know the type; big innocent eyes in an exceedingly pretty face and a body that would be at home naked on any topless beach in the world. I knew that girls like her existed, but I never thought that I'd ever have one.I met Becky at work. I'd graduated with a bachelors in Business Economics and found a job after only a few weeks of searching. It was at a well-recognized auto parts company in the corporate.