I struggled to shake my head clear then, but it wasuseless, the near sheer blouse, enhancing the appearance of my bra wornbody and the tiny flared blu... skirt maddeningly compounding a submissivesissyness within me.He wouldn't let me stop there though, the little girl socks and theschool shoes just about pushed me over the top until he finally made mestand there modelling it all for him in a crazy mixed up emotionalanguish."There's a good little girl. Now it's time for you to do your. " Thank you sir," I replied eagerly. "I will!" Oh, and there are some bottles of nail varnish too in one of those bags,paint your nails with whichever colour you like."I went back upstairs and rummaged through the bags excitedly, and wasabsolutely delighted with what I found. In the first bag, there was amatching black thong, bra, and suspender belt, and fishnet stockings. Inthe second, a beautiful black mini-skirt, comprised of cascading layersof thin black fabric. The next bag contained a. In our area there were two types of part-time jobs; retail or the food industry. I chose the food industry, specifically as a waitress. I worked in a local family restaurant, the base pay was low, but the tips were good. The clientele tended to get in and get out as fast as they could which meant that the turnover of tables was high. With my old man's mind and my young girl's body, I knew when and how to get the biggest tips. I was not ashamed to flirt with a group of single guys, unbutton one. Dee Dee felt that he was doing that simply to keep her from going back to her planting. She ended up talking to John for about thirty minutes. She finally told him she needed to finish as I would be home soon and she needed to start supper. John said he needed to go back and work on his plants also. Dee Dee went back to planting the few flowers she had left. Once, she glanced over her shoulder and John was standing behind a shrub watching her through the leaves. She decided to give him a thrill.