"Well we are short of dress dummies,maybe he could wear the dresses for us to fix the hems and such?" Excellent idea Katie," the teacher agreed. "Let'... get started then."For the next 90 minutes I was used as a dress dummy trying on severaloutfits and noticing some of the girls taking photos on their phones. Theworst part was being made to walk around in the dresses to see how theylooked in motion.After the class was finally over I was taken to the library where I wasquickly dressed in a skirt. Taking Silk’s hand, Starla told her, “I can’t wait to see you in action. You look like you have the makings of something special.”“More than you know Starla,” Michael told her as they left. Silk was beaming with pride as they left the diner. That was a wonderful compliment Michael had just paid her and she was ever so proud of it. They got in the car. Michael drove again. He didn’t seem to be heading toward either of their houses.So she asked, “Where are we headed?“Shopping, we have to outfit. HoChaRa believed in making examples of their criminals—torture and death were their lot. A criminal in HoChaRa, once tossed into the grinding jaws of Justice, had a short, painful, hopeless existence. In Paxlyn Domain people lived an impossibly long time and in perfect health. Criminals were regarded as sick people in need of treatment. Both societies had about the same number of children—but "child" was defined differently in each society. HoChaRa established "adulthood" by chronological age,. ."Rick grimaced. "You're sure?" Beth nodded. "Okay." He grabbed her hips and hauled her back from the edge of the bed so she wouldn't have to hang over any more and went back to work on a cum."Mmmmm, yeah, that's good, Baby!" Beth crooned. Rick's strokes set up this rotation in her breasts, the heavy orbs describing circles, the right one clockwise and the left mirroring it counter-clockwise. Beth reached up to rub Rick's biceps, which corralled them somewhat, but didn't stop them. "Tell me if.