I felt a little guilty, and I’m guessing he did too, and we both pretended nothing ever happened. Still, I’d gotten to know all too well the soft...squeaks of his bed, his muffled grunts, and his deep breaths at the end; and I’m guessing he’d gotten to know the same things about me. We’d also learned not to touch each other’s laundry, especially our socks, because that’s what both of us used for our cleanup. Even so, I figured there was nothing weird about that; for crying out loud, didn’t all. She was dressed very stylishly, in a figure-flattering shimmering gold, mid-thigh length dress with a deep V neckline that accentuated her lovely breasts nicely. She had matching gold ankle-strap six inch high heels which brought her eye level with my six foot height. Her makeup was flawless and she looked like she was on her way to an evening out. I shook off my surprised appreciation and took her hand, shaking it lightly. "Thank you Mrs. Wentworth for considering our company for your needs.. I had to learn the true submissive nature of this lifestyle.Now, I had no idea what she was talking about, but clearly I was outwitted. This went on for the rest of the year. My surprise was the beginning of the next stage of my submission. She had been asked to prom by a senior and was excited to go. She said I had been a great guy during this year and she was so happy with our relationship. She knew the night would be hard for me (she described what he told her his plans her, and she added. Your breast forms are ready withthe areoles highlighted in red lipstick. There are shiny, sheer blackthigh highs, a black lacy garter belt and 5" black heels. Silverearrings and necklace that you know will look lovely on you. The dressis high necked black sequined and form fitting to the waist. There itflairs out into a black tulle skirt that just barely covers yourdelectable bottom.On the makeup table is everything planned to make you a smoky siren.You smile at the fiery red lipstick with.