I had to be a little more careful about who and where I shared my goodies. The truck drivers must talk about the whores they meet up with on their CB ...radios. Shortly thereafter I pulled into Barstow, California. I determined that I was going to take a couple more days on my trip and head north up to Bakersfield. I had a couple of accounts that I could visit and sell some product and enjoy a couple more days of being Sandy. As I was driving out of Barstow I saw a girl dressed all in black hitch. My sub wif and I were talking about this and she seemed that she would like to do. Since we had two other house subs she wanted to go. I sent them an email for details. They responded wife is 48 5' 10" 155 36 c 30 34 dominate and very bi he is 50 6' 225 dominate. We waited for a response and did not hear anything for about a week. The door bell rang and the fed ex delivery gave us a package. We opened in their was an envelope s. We opened here were the plane ticket to Munich. I was to leave. And-The door of the stockroom opened.Holy shit! I spun, but he'd already seen me."What the fuck, Chris? Get the hell out here!"I stepped out.Jo gasped. "Chris? What are you doing in there?"Great. Thrown under the cross-dressing bus. I grinned mirthlessly andshe mouthed: Sorry.I understood. This job was a lark for me, but it was her career. Shehad to protect that."I-it's-" Do you enjoy wearing women's clothing?" she asked softly, offering akind understanding attitude."Yes. That's it. These. A large round bed hung with delicate silks took up most of the space. The silk hangings stretched around the room, forming complex curtains and layers on the walls. Light came from bright phosphorescent blue crystals in tall metal stands. In front of the bed was a small, perfectly circular pool. The water glowed with the same phosphorescent blue as the crystals."Perfect," Cérulea said. She jumped up and sat cross-legged on the bed. She smiled at Phil while her tail wagged up and down.Phil stood.