"Off with your tee shirt and let's see if my bra fits you," Said Rita."If my bra fits you, you have to agree to let me glue breastforms to yourchest, ...agreed?" There's no way your bra will fit me. Forget it," I replied, trying tosound confident.She pulled out a black pvc wet look bra which matched the panties I waswearing and at last I began to see the writing on the wall.It just happens to match the panties I told myself. It doesn't mean itwill fit me, does it? But as Rita guided my hands. 'Odd guy' thought Lewis.All further thought was interrupted by the arrival of 'the body' on the bar stool beside Lewis. He couldn't believe his luck. She, in all her perfection, sat beside him. Then she did an amazing thing - a virtually perfect impersonation of 20th Century actress."What does a girl have to do, to get a drink around here?" the words bubbled from her lush lips.Lewis saw his chance."Hey, Procol, Procol old friend - serve the lady!"The lady swung her eyes to Lewis's lips, and. She had pushed them on to his with such wanton eagerness he had recoiled a little. Her tongue immediately pushed into his mouth and began dancing with his as she felt his arms pulling her tight, felt her tits pressing into his solid chest, and allowed him to push his groin into her. His cock had felt so huge that first time, poking at her with such solid arousal through his pants. And the kiss was only making it harder, she could feel it. They hadn’t kissed like that for years now. Maybe not. "No go there." I sighed, going to the next section.I pulled out one costume and unfolded it, seeing another black latex costume very similar to what Janice had already been wearing. And it looked to be in her size as well. I gulped and looked at the other costumes, opera gloves, spiked leather belts, high heels and thigh length stiletto boots that filled that section. There were several costumes, but there was one thing that I couldn't miss. They were all dominatrix costumes...and all in.