“We’ll be about half an hour,” I told her, “In the meantime why don’t you get back to what you were doing on the train. Pull your skirt up!�...� I changed tone suddenly before the final remark and used what my girlfriend jokingly called my commanding voice. I waited to see if she would comply. She looked across at me as if to discover if I was joking. I kept my eyes on the road but smiled. I could sense the inner battle going on and the final surrender to her desires. Almost shyly she hitched up. Soon, Iwas naked, and Margaret wrapped a pink, see-through smock aroundmy slender, nearly hairless body. At that point, MistressJennifer approached once again. "Comfy, Dani?" she asked. Thenshe snapped her fingers.Instantly, my male persona reasserted itself--but this time Iremembered everything I had said and done, and all that had goneon around me. "Why are you doing this, Jennifer?" I cried. Sheslapped my face. "Mistress Jennifer is my name--and don't forgetit again!" she snapped. "Now. C'è il sole, è mattina, il locale dovrebbe essere chiuso e vuoto. Forse è per questo che lei mi ha invitato qui... sto ancora riflettendo, quando la porta si apre di scatto, serratura automatica. Entro, guardandomi intorno, e chiedo timidamente "C'è nessuno?"Il locale è buio, le serrande sono abbassate ed è illuminato solo da una fioca luce di candele. Mi guardo intorno ed entro, non ricevendo alcuna risposta ne sentendo alcun suono oltre i miei passi. La porta si chiude dietro di me, e quando. ." She made a square in the air with her two index fingers. "Will you watch my drink? I have to go to the little girls room." Of course," I replied.Elizabeth slid off the bar stool and sashayed to the restroom. I say sashayed because when she walked, it was with purpose and attitude. That red top was actually a tunic dress that hugged her slender form over black tights. I caught myself and turned back to the front. When she returned a few minutes later, I couldn't help but chuckle. Her dress.