She was dressed in jeggings with a light ivory wool jersey. She wore a thin gold chain around her neck. She was exactly like her picture. Her eyes wer... searching my face for emotion and relaxed at what she saw. I told her I had checked in, but offered her a drink as I saw her hands shaking before she hid them. We sat in the bar while she had her wine. She told me that she rarely drank, as it was not advised with her thyroid medication. But for a change, hotel wine was not bad at all! We agreed. Between the wig, the humiliating outfit, fake eyelashes, blusher and coral pink lipstick no-one who didn't know me would ever think I was a guy.Takiqg a deep breath I finally stepped up to the door of the liquor store. It was a tiny mom and pop operation, so small that the two staff members on duty could see everything that went on in the store. There was one guy behind the counter, he looked like he was probably in his early twenties just like me, just old enough to drink. The other was. You see, oftenwhen Stephanie is in my house, I am not allowed to use the bathroom. I have tohold all the pee and poop in for hours, and beg her,sometimes bribing her withcash to get her to let me go to the bathroom. Once I was writing "I will not serve Stephanie coldcoffee" 5,000 times, and was not allowed to get up until I finished, and Ihad to shit all over my chair! Steph took me out in the yard that night andhosed me off, laughing. The worst times were when Stephanie would order me to not. They were resting now on top of the counter. I snatched them up and stuffed them into the plastic bag. After purchasing the red cat suit and a pair of sexy black thongs, Odette followed me to the exit and wished me a pleasant day, and invited me back whenever I needed anything like sexy panties or girdles.I went home and had a light dinner. I was so fucking excited that during the night I was awoke until I had masturbated so much that my pussy was sore. The next afternoon, before driving to the.