I was dressed and made up as instructed – my long blonde hair was tied up in 2 bunches, high on the side of my head just behind and above my ears, I...was wearing full make up with , of course, bright red lipstick, around my neck was a shiny black leather collar, 2 inches deep with the word ‘SlutGirl’ spelled out in Rhinestones. My full tits were bursting out of the half cup black bra which was deliberately a size too small, round my waist a black leather belt with matching Rhinestones which. Now, you know that those wise men always used to look at the stars, don't you? Well, they used to imagine they saw all sorts of wonderful animals and people in those stars the way you see a picture when you join all the points in a drawing in your activity book." They saw bears and swans and all sorts of magical animals in the sky. One of the animals they saw was a big dog and the star that makes up the eye of that big dog has a name; they called it Sirius. Sirius is the brightest star in the. We led them into an empty bedroom and sat on the floor."What's this about then?" one of them asked. His name was Aaron and he was a little nerdy but super cute. "We want to play dares, you in?" Tara asked him. He smiled and let out half a laugh as joined us on the floor. Rich followed and sat straight down on the floor. I began. "Nikki, I dare you to talk off your shirt". I don't think either Rich or Aaron expected me to, but I took off my shirt with a smile. I was wearing my favourite bra, a. She graduated in graphic design, got a job in an advertising agency and moved to live independently. Her parents were proud of her, and not without reason. Her colleagues liked her for she was good-natured, imaginative and could do miracles with Photoshop but felt awkward in her presence. She was different. She could not hike the mountains. She could not venture going to the seaside and change into bathing suit, because everyone would see her withered, stick- thin leg and her unnaturally bent.