Some friends were throwing a halloween costume party, and the invitations were by phone only.Some friends were throwing a halloween costume party, and the invitations were by phone only. Denise, my girlfriend, was very excited about this party, and said that Sondra threw the "wildest parties ever". Denise had promised our presense, and started looking for costumes. With over a month to prepare Denise started calling every place in the phone book. Several days later I was dragged down to a small shop which rented costumes mostly to theatrical groups. There Densie outfitted me as a Roman soldier, replete with shield and sword (a wooden sword). It was a nice fit, and the leather bracing of the cloth added a certain manliness to the appearance. Denise was eyeing a gown that looked right for about 17th century France (and it looked expensive), but the proprietor took her back and let her try on a different gown first. It was a good choice. The gown was made of layers of thin fabric, and it left her left shoulder bare. It was a classic "Roman" woman's dress, and with Denise's figure (5'5", 113, Blonde, blue, and 34D-22-34) she looked stunning. We paid the tab, promising to bring them back after Halloween. The shopkeeper smiled and told us that every year he loves to watch us "amatuers" dress up and have fun. We laughed and left with our costumes in neat boxes, teasing each other about the fun we could have with them. The day of the party, Denise bought some cheap masks (everyone was supposed to wear one), and started preparing. Our preparations started with a long hot shower together, and we teased each other quite a bit before drying off. I was adjusting the waistband of the kilt-like Roman soldier's outfit and I looked up and saw Denise slipping into her dress. |