I was led down a flight of stairs, before taking a short walk into the room where my blindfold was removed. When my eyes adjusted to the light I disco...ered I was in a large basement with cubicles similar to a restaurant, but beds had replaced the tables. The couple who I had met at Texs place were there to greet me. Hello again the women said. In my naked shame and embarrassment all I could manage was a nod. This area is set out for all our trainee girls, your bed is over there. As I looked. Moments later, and not really in control of myself, I walked into his office, wearing a very supportive bra that did nothing at all to hide my extremely hard nipples, and the matching panty that showed exactly how excited I was as well. The next few moments were an amazing blur, as Nurse C guided, well ordered me really, to pose for them. Each pose brought me closer to an orgasm, my mind flashing images of past misdeeds, most in recent memory. So when she asked, told, begged, me to drop my new. I hadn’t exactly lied, just omitted to tell the truth.“Funny,” she said, “the shirt goes really well with the tuxedo. It’s not your usual style at all.”“I had help choosing it.”I was saved from a further grilling by Dad arriving, armed with a camera. “Not so fast,” he said. “You’re not getting out of here without some embarrassing photographic evidence.”I posed while Dad took half a dozen photos, watched by Terri who had also materialised from somewhere. “Who’s kidnapped my dorky brother and. .. Certainly not some trophy wife who only eats rice cakes and celery!My other baby is where Candy was about four years ago. She doesn't have a name yet, but she's lean and mean. I stripped her down to the frame and have been restoring the 1970 Chevelle convertible to better-than-original condition. She's also red, but has black racing stripes and I'm fitting her out with polished chrome everywhere. When I bought her, she had an after-market 350 under the hood, but I lifted it out and dropped.