His wife seemed nice enough but barely showed her face beyond to offer us iced sweet tea now and then.But right now my mind was focused on Tiffany and...suddenly my plans for the night began to change.TIFFANYI knew he'd be here, I just knew it. I'd planned for it to be that way. I had dressed just for him in an outfit that left little to the imagination but I knew I had a sexy body and I planned to work it. Not like I was a whore or anything but just enough to attract his attention.Hopefully he'd. You squeeze my erect nipples now, between your fingers and thumbs and I close my eyes in submission, perhaps I have lost something after all. I shift my legs wider and raise my dress above my thighs. My eyes are still firmly closed as I hitch my white knickers to the side and expose myself to you. I imagine you looking at my pussy and although nerves make me shift uncomfortably, I take control of them, the only way I know how, by beating them down with something much bigger. Something I call. I can fix this on my own.My heart was racing. My knees were wobbly. I was nervous as hell. What was I going to say “Ooops sorry I lied to you, your whole trip was a waste, go home now? Oh yeah, I never broke up with Jake and I am not your girlfriend.” This was going to suck, I laughed nervously.How the hell can I be so stupid?I wandered the beach finding little peace. I walked to the Oasis and there was so sign of him. I walked up and down the peer and to the park, nothing. Hmmm maybe he was. Nothing came for a day. Finally an emailfrom Sara. I had become a slave to her. Living on each email. Today Iwas to purchase a pair of pink thigh high stockings - for me. She alsotold me to purchase a pink camisole and a pair of pink, 5 inch heelshoes. The stockings and camisole were to be purchased at a younggirl's boutique. For the shoes, I had to go to a stripper's boutiqueacross town and actually try on the shoes before I brought them. I wasso embarrassed at both stores. In the young's girl.