Thankfully, Fay and Chris appeared to have gone back into Room 1.“Sandra, what are you doing here?” “Well, I'm not here to be pierced and tattoo...d. I absolutely refuse.” “But you must have it done; you cannot ignore the Bishop’s instructions.” Drawing herself up, Jaqueline continued, “Anyway, I am not going to be told what to do by you. You were always like this at school. I remember trying to join your gang, and having to do everything that you said. You made us wear sexy knickers instead of. Rather, itwas black and beyond sexy. Not only that, but the dress had a bit of ahistory. It had been worn by Daphne at Fred Gingerman's engagement partlast spring and was instrumental is a couple of games of turnabout. Heonly games on Julia's lust drenched mind involved Jock's too obvious mid-body bulge.Julia had wanted her hair up in a chignon, but Bettina had advisedsomething more practical for the most active night ahead. A teased updouble bob was the compromise. However, she did find her. Maybethey can each pick out the frilliest little bra they would like to seeon him or their husband or their boyfriend. The boy will hate it. That'sthe idea."I stood there with my arms and hands around my chest, hiding my mostlynonexistent boobs just as a young girl would do in a moment ofembarrassment. By this time I was wishing for a bra, any bra, to coverme up. These women were talking about me as if I wasn't there. Then itdawned on me. I wasn't there. The me that had been there a week ago,. Now are you my sex slave, or work slave, or both?" I'm your sex slave all the time and your in house work slave all outside work is your's alone. Do you understand?" Yes, I believe so." as I stood up and watched mom pick up my school supplies from the floor.As soon as I stepped into the kitchen I got an instant hard on, and watching mom bent over picking my things up off the floor and standing to put them on the snack bar/counter, then bend over to get more, was not helping my hard on problem.