Push your butt up, he said softly. Adjusting my hips I pushed upwards. Wetting his fingers Mark pressed one back on my hole. His pushing made me feel ... needed to push back. As I moved my butt up Mark said, that's it. Take it in. Wetting his finger again, he twisted his hand as he pushed. With my legs and butt spread, he found little resistance. A slight sting, and his entered me to the first knuckle. I moved trying to make him push more, but he said relax. Let your butt get use to it after a. On the right side were the men’s suits.This was the glory days before jammers and all the suits were speedo briefs. There were all kinds of prints, colors, and cuts. It was a sight to see.“Wow,” she said, “there’s so many! This could take awhile.”The sales clerk noticed us and started walking over. He was a few years older than were, probably a senior in college.“Can I help you find something?” he asked.Jess jumped right in, “We’re looking for a suit for him,” she said, pointing to me.The guy. " She ordered."Where on the floor, Ma'am?" I asked searching the clean carpeted floor."Shush! Wait you silly little girl," She condescended, "pick up this pen."She flicked her pen from off her desk and onto the floor, it bounced and rolled behind me. I looked over my shoulder at it and then looked back at her, awaiting the order."Good," she praised, "ok, now pick it up."I turned around and bent over, I could feel my rather tight black work dress rise up my thighs. I suddenly felt exposed, I. I added a new pair of black ankle strap heels that really accentuate my calf muscles and butt. I feel good in this little number. My hair is a loose braided half updo, which took FOREVER to get right. But, I finally got it right. Glenn looks really nice in a black suit, dark red shirt, and tie with black and gray diagonal stripes. His hair has styling gel in in so that it swoops to his left in the front. I hold my stance for a second to look him over. He comes off as professional and meaning.