Once again I told the salesgirl what Iexpected. We bought several pairs of sandals, flats, and heels--2-inch,3-inch, and 4-inch. I'd see that she go... plenty of practice in thenext week. She wore the sandals out of the store. I threw thesneakers in the trash.We walked along the mall--two women out for a day of shopping. Paulaattracted no more attention than I did. "You see, Paula," I commentedsoftly, "you look like a woman, you're dressed like a woman, that'swhat everyone sees. You fit in. ), unzipped his fly and said, "Sandra I want you tosuck the cum out of my cock and into your mouth. Then show me andwhen I say so you'll swallow it."First, I was in my living room in a yellow..., you know what. Ican't even get use to being called Sandra and then he expected that Isuck him off? He must have seen the repulsion in my eyes since hesaid I'd be punished for the disobedience in my face and I should,"just do it."He sounded like a XXX Nike commercial I hesitated and he slapped my ass on. “Where have you been?” he asked rather brusquely. This caught me off guard and I stammered, “I just went for a walk with Tom…er, Mr. Brady. He asked so…”“What’s that on your face?” My hand flew up and I’m sure the look of surprise on my face gave me away.“Did you and my boss have sex in the garden?” he demanded.I burst into tears. Sobbing, I blabbered “No! Well, yes…It’s not what you’re thinking. Oh!” More crying. “We were just walking, talking about you, how well you are doing and your career.. "John, looking at me continued the questioning by saying, "So, you mean that when you're watching a movie and there's a guy in it, you never say to yourself, hey, he's good looking." Again I said, "No, I never think that way."Seeing the topic made me uncomfortable, John chuckled and quickly calmed me down by saying, Don’t worry,” and then agreeing that I only like girls, our conversation seemed to be more innocent again, but it was about to take yet another turn. As the conversation paused.