She’d brought knee boots to change into as well, though she was starting off barefoot.“Need to be dressed for looking round houses,” she smiled,...helping herself to a slice of toast while Faye poured her a coffee. “Thanks,” she smiled at Faye, and I watched Faye’s round, innocent face glow from that simple acknowledgement.“Dressed?” I queried Alice.“This is perfectly decent.” She looked down at her pert cleavage, the bare skin between the toggles, her taut teen tummy and the expanse of leg.“It. "How Marigold kept a straight face, she would never know, "I'll definitely consider it, sir." You do that," said Jonas, rising and striding towards the car. Then, almost to himself, he added, "I like him."Marigold barely made it up to her room before her body was wracked with paroxysms of laughter. Before she wore herself out, the laughter had taken on a slightly hysterical edge. The whole situation was getting more absurd by the moment.Marigold woke the next morning with a vague feeling of. With barely a thought I grabbed the white and pink flowery ones and held them out to her proudly. Determined, subconsciously, to show her I was a real girl.“These ones Mistress Mummy!” I proudly proclaimed holding aloft the delicate panties with a big smile on my face. “They are soooo pretty.” Not to be defeated Mummy just carried on like nothing had happened. She helped me pull on my first pair of panties, tucking my little clitty down underneath and making sure it was comfortably. She had. I actually think you would like them, but its not just doing those things, it how they treat you when you are doing them, they treat you like a whore. Megan they call you names, some people are so mean, they try to make you cry, and I don’t think you would like that.” Megan was now beginning to see that her friend was trying to protect her, “Look Shelly, I appreciate you trying to protect me, but I know I can handle it. To be honest, ever since you told me about the club I can’t stop thinking.