A purple skirt with white pleats.I checked out my skirted behind in my big mirror for some reason.A little wiggle to make me laugh.Unfortunately being...a cheerleader meant not being able to slide my nylonencased feet into some high heels.Such a treasured delight that was to me.I wore my own white gym shoes.I could fit into El's but I did not want to scuff them up.Possibly hurting my chances in the future of wearing more of her clothes;-)Her bra was a panty matching pink nylon, seamless cup. What do you have to say Neil?”“Yes.”“Yes, what?’“Yes Melissa, let’s move forward.”"Good, except when we are not out in public you will address me as Mistress." Yes, Mistress."At that moment, we pull up to the restaurant. Tammy opens the door and Melissa steps out, giving her a quick kiss on the mouth as she cops a feel. Liz follows and does the same. I am next and follow suit."Tammy, remember that we need to make a stop before we drop off Liz after dinner." Yes Mistress, I have not. All too soon, we arrived at the church. The service took some time and Isat in a pew awaiting my next duty.I looked around and saw the parents and relatives of the little girlshow their emotions in various ways as they helped the child into thenext world.The women were crying and the men looked stony. I knew how I would wantto be if I had lost my loved one.I would cry like the women. Perhaps that affirmed what I alreadythought, sitting there in that drafty church in my silky girlish finery.I. After reaching her home she offered me to come inside, sit & chat for a while and say something interesting about the new city, college and lifestyle, as the conversation continued she flooded me with a lot of questions about women,wine, weather etc… and suddenly I noticed that there were voices coming only from the room we were in and not from the other rooms, out of curiosity I asked her is there anyone in the house and she replied nobody. All have been to their aunt’s place and would be back.