All the drawers in my dresser were empty too. I went to Ashley’s room and the door was locked. Then I saw on the couch a note that said, “You need...to relax.” Under the note was a white tube top only 2” wide and a 8” skirt. She left me some platform shoes with 6” heels. I didn’t know what to do. I couldn’t miss the test but I couldn’t go to class dressed like that. I thought about it then slipped on the clothes. I looked in the mirror and saw a slut staring back. The top did nothing to really. I need some air. I slip out the back of the bar, but not before I look right into you. Out of the corner of my eye I see you get up, and I know it's on.I make it outside, but before I know it I'm being spun around to face you. There are no words needed-sexual tension fills the space between us. You push me up against the alley wall, the brick scr****g my bare legs as you force your mouth on mine. I offer no resistance as your tongue pushes past my lips. My god you are delicious. Your hands are. I blinked and said, "I'm sorry? Did I get the wrong house?" I meant to sound less frightened than I did but my voice came out a squeak. The man chuckled."No sir, I'm the house keeper, Louis Raven, pleased to meet you." He said in a low voice, "You must be Andrew Sky, it's nice to meet you. You look quite like your father, except your hair." He noted as he stared at my blonde hair. I don't know why but I blushed, he seemed like he was judging me and I failed. After a second he turned and said,. It wouldlook silly without a bra, and how could I tell if it fit then?"He reluctantly allowed me to slide the straps up onto his shoulders,frowning at me as I fastened it in back. I decided to skip stuffing it withanything. This bra was the lightly padded "extra support" type which wouldkeep its shape fine for a few minutes with only a silk shirt over it.Walking back to the closet, I pulled out a dusty-rose colored wisp of a silkshirt, with princess lines which give the wearer a graceful.