Room 139--06

When I returned, Kelly, Michelle and Wendy were simultaneously changing into their costumes. Wendy helped me out of my dress and wig. I lay down on the bed to watch their preparations.

Michelle had beautiful, olive-colored skin, which perfectly matched the light brown hair between her legs and on her head. She was taller than the other two, with nicely-rounded hips, a slender waist and gorgeous breasts.

She caught me staring as she stepped into the panties she would wear underneath her costume.

"Enjoying the show, are we Missy?" I smiled sheepishly.

A few feet away stood Kelly. She wore what was left of a summer tan, and had a carefully-manicured strip of pubic hair leading up from between her legs. No wonder she had been so appreciative of Christa's work.

She had a voluptuous figure, with long, blonde hair that curled softly and reached the middle of her back. It drew my eyes to her waist and the pert cheeks that made up her sweet, round ass.

When Kelly heard Michelle's comments, she brought her hands up to cover herself.

"When did you get back?"

"Just in time to see everything" said Michelle.

Kelly dropped her hands and laughed.

"Hey—did you see my lingerie bag? It's red with a yellow drawstring, and I can't find it anywhere. I am losing my mind, I swear to god."

"Maybe it's in the car" said Wendy, returning from the bathroom.

"I'll go check" I said, and put on my pants and t-shirt. They felt coarse compared to what I had just worn.

Outside, the sun was bright. The temps seemed to be near sixty. It was beautiful. But I couldn't linger; I had make-up on and pink nails. Earrings.

Kelly's bag was in the very back of the cavernous trunk. I climbed in, grabbed it and slammed the lid shut.

After handing the bag to Kelly, I undressed again. I wanted to keep my brand-new lingerie fresh for tonight.

"Where did my underwear go?"