As soon as we got to Bobbi's house, she quickly pulled me into the bathroom. "Take off your clothes, and put on the outfit I set out for you." She took my bag and suitcase from me pulled the door shut behind her.
I shrugged to myself, and stripped, while looking around the room for the clothes she'd set out for me. I was wondering how she expected to get her mother to drive me to Amy's without noticing that I was in drag.
I found the clothes she'd set out neatly folded in the cabinet over the toilet.
It was a simple white skirt and top, over a garterbelt, stockings, panties, and a bra. Some white calf-length boots were behind the door.
I dressed, and sat down on the toilet to wait for Bobbi.
"Bobbi, I'll be back in about two hours," Bobbi's mom shouted.
"Okay," she yelled back from right outside the bathroom door.
She opened to door, and grinned at me. "Make-up time!"
Then she led me to the back door. "Stand over by that tree." She pointed into the backyard.
I leaned against the tree and looked back at her. She took a picture.
