It wasn't particularlycomfortable, but he ran his hand over the smooth front of his pantyand felt it would work.He selected a dress and pulled it down... over his head. It felt oddpulling it down over his breasts but worked it down to just an inchabove his knees. He wondered how difficult it would be to walk in itbut found the material was stretchy enough to allow him to move. Hewalked back into the bedroom thinking about one of the packages in theliving room had shoes that ought to fit."Wow, nice. She pulls her arm from the mud and then you feel the bottom begin to rise. You are sitting on a chair inside the tub that can be raised up to help someone in or out of the tub.Before you have gone more than a few inches though, she stops the chair. Taking a towel and some water, she cleans an area at your neck. You see in her face that she in not pleased with what she finds. Looking you in the eye, she tells you that the reason the tub is for black women is that the mud can stain the body. This. Both males and females of the species become excited from it and often invite us for more than candy. Remember, if we spend all night playing the connection game, we won't gather sufficient bounty to supply our fellow species."The crewperson who had been seduced by the large person, said, "Once the large female gave me one of the tiny sugar coated pieces of chocolate, my mind could think of nothing but our pleasure games. We must all resist tasting what we gather."The captain exclaimed, "Good. In spite of his reluctance Carlos was ordered to finish the job and he trembled at the thought. He had never killed a woman before, let alone a female cop but he knew if he failed he would be as dead as the informant. His nose burned with the fix he took for courage but it made him feel good and now he knew he could do anything. Sneaker clad feet padded silently as Carlos closed in behind the walking woman. He felt himself getting hard as his eyes moved up and down her figure pausing to admire.