Thankfully it was not translucent by any means, though the way it shimmered, she was a bit worried if she ever got in the direct sun. As her teacher�...s voice droned on she relaxed and tried to pay attention. She caught her teacher looking at her fairly often, his gaze darting up from where her legs sat crossed one over the other to her face, a nervous tic in his cheek giving notice to his hidden nervousness. It seemed he was looking forward to her game, as much as she had been enjoying it. “Big. Doesn't it make more sense to look like a woman while you do that?" But, but I can't go out in public dressed like this!" You did it before," she reminded me. "You were dressed like that when I stopped for gas and bumped into you, remember?" That was different. That was just a few minutes at a truckstop. It wasn't walking around a mall! What if we run into a neighbor or somebody from work? I can't do that!" Sure you can," she smiled. "If it makes you feel any better, we'll go out of town.. The light was on in the enclosed front porch, and I could see Trey sitting in a chair looking out at us. The house, though modest, was painted, well-kept and neat, a contrast to the houses around it. ‘I don’t need to come in, sweetheart,’ I said. ‘I’ve had a great time with you. Thanks for a great evening. I like you. More than you can ever know.’ She got out, slamming her door, and strode around to my side of the car. Opening my door she grabbed my arm and pulled me out. ‘Oh, you do need to. She could hear him upstairs in the kitchen, heard the chair as it scraped across the linoleum. She wondered what his plans for her were as the tears ran unchecked down her cheeks to spill between her widely spread thighs. Her body ached inside and out as she shivered... remembering. Her mind drifted to earlier that day, to the transgression that brought her to the present. Master had teased her unmercifully the previous day and into the morning before leaving the house to attend a meeting. She.