.I was so happy to hear this as i gonna have a day with lots of girls around me..I quickly took the bus to reach the apartment and i was handed the ke...s by the owner with whom my friend already made all arrangements..I started to make preparations when suddenly the door bell rang, as i opened the door i was surprise to see my friend girlfriend alone, i welcome her,offered her some juice and asked her about her friends to which she replied they attended college as they have an assessment..I was. I’m impressed.” She glanced over at me and that damned almost-smile tugged at the corner of her lips. “Ah, we’re here.” ‘Here’ was a three-story turn-of-the-century brownstone on a corner in one of the ‘gentrified’ areas of the city. I hadn’t really been paying attention to the scenery so if you’d asked me exactly where we were I’d be hard pressed to tell you. She parked on the street and we hurried inside out of the pouring rain. She pointed to a coat rack and gestured at my wet rain slicker.. It was only juvie.” “I know. I worry about you more, though. We’ve both had counseling… and you’re still not okay. And I don’t think it’s good that we haven’t told the boys. They deserve to know.” “I know that, too. It’s just that I don’t want them to run in the other direction.” “I know they’d stay with us. They’d only be worried about us. And, if they run in the other direction… they weren’t worth our time to begin with!” A knock on the door distracted them immediately. Anna flew to the door. I have dabbled with BDSM, role play, dress up, both as a top and a bottom. And after sampling a wide range of options, I’ve come to the conclusion that dress up is what I crave.Sometimes I would bathe and dress her, playing the role of a submissive servant, talking about how Master or the client will be pleased. On the rare occasions I bottomed, I would also play the submissive servant, preparing her for a client who would soon arriving. In dressing her as a domme, of course, I indulge my own.