As crossdressers you do not light. Even in non-fog. That was so resistant that you could not see really far. In Rock - Tights - blouse and boots I made my way to the channel. There on the investors I wanted to take pictures. But while I was startled. Somewhere turned around someone and then came the *****ning. A red small car stopped not far from my staircase. Had they now discovered me in this great lonely place? What made the car here? In the mist it was a strange feeling - without panties in nylon under the miniskirt.