After that was done I decided to enjoy myselfaround the place and stay dressed till bed time. I then decided to dustthe house and do a little vacuumin....I did the vacuuming first and started in the bedrooms then did the hallwayand the living room and the dining room. It felt good feeling my skirtswishing as I strode along on my high heels pushing the vacuum like theproper little lady-of-the-house! Although it was tight I enjoyed thefeeling of the brassiere with the breast forms and enjoyed the. Danny Tripps.Kyle looked back at the lawyer. "Seriously?"Mister Crowler nodded. "Finding out that you're adopted must be a big shock, Kyle. Finding out your father was Danny Tripps must be just as big."Kyle shook his head. It didn't make sense to him, this lawyer claiming he was adopted, let alone this absurd claim that Danny fucking Tripps, one of the wealthiest men in America, was his supposed father. A thought struck him."Did Ed put you up to this?" Kyle had two best friends, Ed and Casey.. Well I went to get on the first bus this morning and waiting at the stop wwas this slim girl dressed in nothing but a tight long sleeved top that showed her small teenage clevage and very short tight fitting skirt. We didn't say anything as we both got on the bus and made our way to the back bench seat. She sat on one side of the aisle and me on the other. I glanced at her a few times looking at her wet cloths clinging to her every curve before I noticed she was shivering. I stood and. It was more crowded than the previous evening . Maybe it was the fact she was concentrating so much on her heels that she gave up caring about the people around. Why should she care what they thought? So what if she was really a slut going to serve in any way possible. A dirty little whore who liked nothing more than to be talked to like trash, to be used and abused, degraded, fucked in every way imaginable. That would do anything Sir asked her to do, why is it their business. She should be.