She dressed simply, never putting on airs, never bothering with the slightest bit of make-up, indeed she thought moisturizing lotion was a luxury, whi...h she occasionally indulged in. The first time I met her, I was taken aback. She was clearly a woman- and she had a beauty that was not only external, but seemed to radiate from within. Her long hair she wore pinned up, but she refused to cut it. She was extremely brusque to the point were she seemed rude, and that’s what had taken me off guard. "Never mind we'll find it for you, I bet you'd love some breakfast?"They both surpressed smiles."B R E A K F A S T?, I asked a question Ma'am?" Yes, yes I would Sargeant" she uttered."That's better c'mon then on your feet!" he barked, she got up from the bed, carefully avoiding sitting on the plug."If you could get dressed Ma'am, Stockings and shoes" What for! your own perverse delight?" she spat."Regulations Ma'am, you must wear correct uniform, Now get them on!"She turned to pick them up as. "Not really. I rarely come out this way, but if we take the next left, we should find something."We ended up at a little restaurant just up from the sea front. It was a Chinese called the Shanghai and I had been there before with Trisha. They did the most wonderful Peking duck and I was keen to see what Verity thought. We both had a Tiger beer while we waited."This is nice." Yeah, like being in someone's living room isn't it?" She laughed and that tinkling bell of laughter sent shivers up and. The skirt had slits from sides till about half the length of my thighs. On top, I was wearing a shirt which was hardly able to cover my waist, plus I had unbuttoned the top two buttons.My chest was open, a closer examination would reveal my cleavage, and my waist was very clearly visible. I put on the best makeup I could without seeming desperate. I checked myself in the mirror to make sure that I don’t seem like a slut or a desperate woman and having convinced that I do not, I left for.