...wait....would you rather me call you Amber while you are wearing her things? OK Amber, let's get some more things on you." Take off those ugly sock... so we can get you something more appropriate." She rummaged around in the clothes and came out with a pair of cream-colored cable knit knee-hi socks and slid them over my toes and heels and up my calves. She then turned the top cuff down right under my knees. The socks were much softer than any I had ever worn before. I thought about the many. ”“I wake before you and sometimes need to go to the bano. You are sometimes not covered or your sheet is poked up,” she giggled. I couldn’t help but laugh with her; the young innocence was so charming. I stroked her hair, running my fingers through it and feeling the thickness of the strands, but still how soft it was. I leaned over and kissed her, gently at first but each of us felt our passion grow. Her hand never left my cock and now her grip tightened slightly causing my hips to pump. She clearly had come ready for action, whatever that was. Dropping her jacket on the floor, next came her leggings, revealing a pair of slender legs, long, and well toned, she had a nice body, not perfect but with a stack like she was packing, nobody in their right mind would complain.Jessy introduced the, now naked, Miss Fox to me, and dropped her robe on the floor on top of Misss Foxes clothing. "I think some silhouette shots of us both would be good" said Jessy. They both stood in front of. I said, “Thank you Cynthia. How are you this morning? I know you had a difficult time of it yesterday.”Cynthia smiled at me, “When Brenda told me that Jill asked her to talk to me I was very skeptical. Then she told me that she was once worse than I was, in regards to my controlling nature.”I laughed, “Yes, you were like a spoiled brat who had to have her way. Brenda was more like a dominatrix that demanded what she wanted. She demanded you do as she wished and would accept nothing less. There.