Now she could feel her carefully summoned courage rapidly dissipating, to be replaced by apprehension and a chill of fear. ‘Are you alright love?�... the barman leaned forward, concerned by the look on her face, ‘It’s the wrong man,’ she said in a quavering voice. ‘That can’t be him, can it? I never imagined he would look so old, he said he was only twenty-eight’. ‘Sometimes people lie online, it’s what they do it for. It allows them to be somebody else, even if it’s not real.’ ‘But then why. Thesleeves were short and puffed ending in a froth of white frills as didall the edges of the uniform. I allowed the shoulders to slip down levelwith my breasts giving me quite the sultry maid look. I blushed realisingexactly what I was doing."ARE YOU READY YET BITCH!" came Mistress Shelly's demand causing me tojump.I hurriedly donned an apron and hat and with one last lingering lookheaded to Mistress Shelly's bedroom. I stopped in my tracks as I exitedmy room. Both Mistresses were dressed. Now that the difficult triple-axel was over, the rest of her performance would be a piece of cake, she thought. She went through the remainder of the program almost without thinking, as she had done a hundred times before. Spiral, lutz, spreadeagle, a small-axel, change-to-double- three, change-loop, loop, bracket, double-three… She began to hear the audience again as she neared the end of her program, the world coming back into focus, and her mind relaxing its previously complete. When the girls came downstairs my eyes about popped out of their sockets. Brittany was wearing a short, pink pleated skirt that came to about mid-thigh. The white tank top that she had on strained to hold in her large tits and the deep neck line showed enough cleavage to make any woman jealous….and any man hard. I was no exception. Not to be outdone Jessica had chosen a similar outfit with her jean skirt and black tank.“Wow. You girls change or minds or something? You got dates? I feel kind of.