He took one look at me and then handed me a few boxes. I opened them up and it was a black leather mini skirt and a sheer white top. He asked me to ad... a bit of eye makeup and change. My bra was clearly visible, so I had to change my bra into something a bit more acceptable for public viewing. I was very nervous, yet he assured me that the lights would be dim. He then asked me to bring taller heals and I did as he asked. We then drove across town and just after we parked the car, he turned to. I got married to a grocery clerk who knocked me up at age 17. But while attending nursing school I matured into a beautiful, petite brunette, with a movie star face and an absolutely perfect body. I got used to being “stared at by men” everywhere I went and liked it. I learned to dress well, always wear full make-up and wore “very expensive preppie suburban housewife style clothes that fit my perfect Size 2 body”. I always looked incredibly hot. Of course I dumped my grocery clerk husband and. He returned just a few seconds later, followed by his wife. She was an oriental girl from the Philippines‘. Her name was Tina. She was only about 5 feet tall, slim with a nice round bubble butt and small tits. What struck me was she look to be around 12 years old and not 19. I realize, oriental girls look younger than they are, but this was ridicules! Tina was wearing a halter top and very short, shorts. Rob sat down next to me on one side and Tina on the other. I felt like I was with a. Miss Donna! Das ist nicht Ihr Ernst! Ich bin keine Zofe! Ich bin die Herrin des Hauses und..." Donna unterbrach mich mit scharfem Ton: "Herrin? Jemand, der die H?schen und alten Socken seiner Sklavin w?scht, ist keine Herrin! Jemand der einer schwarzen Sklavin das Essen serviert, ist sich zu gut f?r ein praktisches Zofenkleid?" Bedrohlich beugte sie sich zu mir nach vorne und starrte mich an. Ich konnte ihrem Blick nicht widerstehen und senkte err?tend den Kopf: "Nein...." fl?sterte ich und.