Theswimming pool sale to Mistress Brianna would put an end to that.He pulled on a pair of jeans and sneakers and checked the mirror onelast time. The ...blouse actually looked pretty good on him. He reallyliked it.He walked to the door. He still couldn't believe he was actually aboutto go out wearing a blouse. When he used to cross-dress he had nevereven dared leave his home.He gripped the handle firmly, stopping his trembling fingers. He openedthe door and peeked out. All clear. He took several. "Evelyn looked like he'd stabbed her, but she did it, waving the handful of bills -- then she got this look on her face and leaned up and started encouraging Artie to pour the meat to her. "Come on, Baby -- fuck me! I need some meat! Pound me!" Art went at it seriously and I wondered what sex the baby was; either way it was probably already a cocksucker from the way Art was pouring it to Evelyn. He was noisy and she was noisy and she wasn't faking it; she was getting off.It only took a couple. "Wait till you see what I've found." Looking at the bags, and at the names on the bags, the first thing I did was wince. "How much did you spend?" "A lot," said Cathy. "But then, how many chances do you get to dress a whole new body?" She reached into the first bag and came out with a black bra and matching panties. Then a blue set. Then red. Then cream. "Did you buy yourself anything but underwear?" I asked. "You have to have under things," said Cathy. "And. I could see the epiphany develop." That Elizabeth is a hoot, isn't she?" I asked not so much to change the subject to but redirect it."She is exactly like you said she was," Carrie told me. "But I can see where she might be considered a dragon lady if you pissed her off." Oh, yeah," I said in my best Kool-Aid voice. "Which is exactly why I don't piss her off." So, about the other thing," Carrie mentioned after a few minutes of silence."Well, as I said, there is no use borrowing trouble," I.