I think mom chose it to make me feel a little more comfortable, but I don't think it helped much. I spent the entire afternoon trying on different th...ngs and trying to fix my hair and makeup. Nothing seemed to work. Everything I put on made me feel too fat or too skinny. Every time I looked in the mirror, I just looked awful! It was finally time to go and my mother had to force me away from the mirror. She said I looked perfect, but mothers will tell you anything to try to make you feel. I got a brush and started pumping my pussy fast and hard. I was imagining tianas dad. I kept masturbating for hours whenever i could and came 5 times that night. I was up for the next three night fantasizing and dreaming about what would happen if there was a next time. I would masturbate whenever I had a chance and paid no attention in school for the rest of the week. it was my first time with anybody and the first, but not last, adventure with my best friend. we had many more adventures with. "Seeanything you liked love?" That maid's uniform with the locks and the matching heels," I laughed."Thought you would," she said, "it's cute but very impractical as aworking uniform, and is more the sort of thing you dress a submissive into be seen at a club or similar." She laughed and added, "When we'refully out Jess, I'll treat you to it, or something similar for one of thekinkier Pride parties."Laden down with all our shopping, we walked slowly back to the tube. Bynow I had somewhat got. She shook her head, backed quickly into her room and closed the door. Once on the other side, she locked it, leaned back against the wall, slid down to the floor, and started crying. How could that have happened? Connie covered her face with her hands. How could she have mistaken a jerk like Ron for a nice guy? Again? It seemed like every guy she went out with lately did something like that, although none had been so hurtful as this. It was so much worse that Simon was involved. If Ron had said.