She grinned and told me tokneel in front of her. I did as I was told and waited to learn how Iwould pay."What you're going to do is keep a sissy diar.... You will describe whatyou wear and everything I do to you, plus all the details about ourinteresting sex life. And..." She took a few seconds to let me realizethat what came next was going to be important. "... you will write downwhat you're afraid I might do to you, what discipline I might apply, howI might change your sex life to make it. ‘This is who I want to be. I want to serve. I think I always have. I want to surrender. I want to please others.’ Betty shook her head. ‘You and I are complete opposites, you know that? We have ab-so-fucking-lutely NOTHING in common! I think a woman should be strong, independent and autonomous. You want to be meek and docile and submissive and compliant.’ Cindy smiled. ‘We each know that there are BOTH types of women in the world. Just because we’ve chosen different paths doesn’t mean we have. Pete came up with the idea of furnishing uniforms to prevent the clerks from being too revealing to the public. Everyone wore one except you."You wear those low-cut peasant blouses and anyone can see more than half your breasts most of the time. Your lipstick is way too bright. Your skirts are too high and your slacks are too tight. Anyone who sees you gets the impression you are a slut. Up until last weekend I thought it was an act, but I've come to believe you really are."My worry is; you say. She: as if I would keep them for a public display…I laughed back: well, you sure can flaunt them proudly. You have sexy assets.She blushed and hit me with her elbow on my chest… Naughty you..I sensed an opportunity and said, I haven’t even started being naughty till nowShe accepted the challenge and replied, acha… Let see how naughty can you get…?And I just pulled her towards me and put my arms around her shoulder. Wow, the soft soft touch of her arms, her shoulder, gave sort of a shiver.