"Where is your leather skirt slut, I want you to wear leather! Now findit, and put it on for me," was Laura's reply to me. It didn't take me long to...find my short black leather mini skirt and Ipulled it into place. Again, Laura was there to zip up my skirt andbutton it very tightly. She then grabbed a gold satin blouse that Iowned and told me to put it on. I did so very quickly. While I wasbuttoning the blouse, Laura removed my wig from the bag I had brought andwas ready to place it on my. If I tell you to strip naked inpublic and walk up to a police officer and beg to suck his cock, yourresponse will be..." Yes, Sir." Damn right," he said. "Two: We will document your new life as a sissyslut with lots of pictures and videos. I will expect at least tenpictures each and every day. Pictures of you sucking dirty cocks orgetting fucked up the ass or covered in cum. Pictures of you prancingaround in sissy outfits or tied up on the floor like some used slut."An ominous note crept into. The first table she walked past was occupied. A guy and a woman in there mid thirties. As instructed, she walked over to the window and lifted her skirt. The woman saw her first and looked shocked. The guy turned to see what had horrified her and his face lit up as he stared at her snatch. The woman seemed annoyed at this and stormed off, after slapping the man. He came out of the restaurant and approached Sam, looking very angry. He began to rant at her, saying that was the first date he had. She stood and looked at herself in the mirror as her hands felt her body up and down as she privately smiled at her image. She loved it. She smiled as she slipped it on. A babydoll halter top. Mmmmm, it felt soooo smooth as it glided down over her body. She looked at her breasts. She appeared to move with so much more confidence with it on. Her neck, her facial expressions, her body motions, and anything else you could think of all seemed to offer up a different Sandra altogether. “He’d love to.