“I am originally from this country but I have lived and worked in Rome for years in the fashion industry,” she told me as she sat opposite and crossed her legs. Some cross dressing? Her girlfriend was watching and wrote down the measurements. “Before we finish today I want to have an extended sexual experience with you I can tell my lovers about, male and female, back in Rome, an experience that will make them jealous and turn them on. Then I won’t feel so guilty about doing something my lovers wouldn’t approve of. “Now hang my coat up for me,” she told me as she stood and shrugged out of it. They were often a long way from home on business. “Forty inches, seeing you asked, and I am pleased you think it is impressive. Good, I want it?”
“Can I wear some of your clothes for you?
