When was the best time to “visit” the locker room. Which excuse worked best. So it wasn't much of a problem sneaking into the girls' locker room. ...It was the same as the one Sabine's Converse was in back then. Good for me, because the shower was an excellent “escape” when things had to be done quickly. I opened the locker room door. No one there. Perfect. And there they were already. The zipper was wide open on both boots, the shaft folded outwards. Today she hadn't combined any nylons, only. Agle din raat main jaan much kar usiJagah leta tau us ne muskara kar meri taraf dekha mai samaj gaya ki wo bhi interested hai phir tau balle balle thi.main ankhe band kar ke let gaya per neend ane wali kahan thi ,raat ke aik baj gaye main intezar main tha kab wo mujh se lipte per wo nahi aye tab main khisak kar uske paas gaya main lipat gaya halke se usko dabaya uski ankh khul gaye per usne zahir nahi kara main samaj gaya wo uth gaye tab maine usko lipta kar uske kano ke piche garden per zuban. I had worna strapless, lightly boned corselette and the padded panty-briefer I boughtfrom Lynnette and sheer nude stockings.The first dress I wore was the cranberry, satin, knee-length cocktail dresswith the ruffle down the side and four-inch, black pumps. When my turn cameI walked through the tables as the women examined the dress and Lynnetteexplained it?s features. I let the included matching shawl fall to myelbows so everyone could see the design of the dress.The next outfit was a navy. It seemed like Ihadn't got a wife, Rita had got a slave.That night, after we a sex session, she told me, "Neil, I think the rolesin our relationship have reversed. I wear the pants in the family so Ionly think it's fair that you wear the skirts."I looked at her flummoxed."Don't look so surprised. We both know how feminine and submissive youare. And you do look so pretty dressed up. So from now I want you to bethe wife and look pretty for me. And since you hardly go out of the houseor meet.