She needed a special little something to speed up the process. It was going to take a special kind of fertilizer to get the seeds to bloom.He was a ha...dsome man but then beauty was one of her criteria. She needed someone more handsome than Calix to shake his confidence. He wasn’t quite as tall as Calix, but few natural men were. He was at least as muscular as her tormentor and definitely just as, if not more, defined. He had the necessary swagger of confidence. He also had the requisite fragile. My sister and I both protested. I guess she was sickof being there after a week of work and I always hatedthe place. Like most teenage boys I found shopping atorture and the kids who tended to hang out at themall were not my friends."Mom, can't I stay home? I've been there all week?"cried Julie."I'll buy you some new shoes." Okay. Let me fix my hair."I would not be so easily bought off. "Why do I need togo? School won't start for months." I think you need some new clothes."This didn't sound. As she bent up and down this 8 foot cage, Donald the driver was making sure his truck was stable, as Donna bent down to check some stuff her skirt rode up, Donald saw this and stared at her, as she stood up her skirt remained round her waist and Sam had noticed and stood back as Donald watched. Soon as she noticed she pulled it back down.As she crouched down on the floor to check what was in the bottom of the cage she hitched up her skirt and it was around her thighs, as she leaned over to. Neither of us was dressed and seeing her as a man was kind of blocked out of my mind because I really wanted the experience and already knew what to expect as far as what she would look like. She dressed in the bathroom while I dressed in the room. There I was putting on my make-up and adjusting my wig and couldn’t stop shaking because of the nerves. She made me feel so comfortable. I dressed in a red plaid school girl type outfit with a white blouse, Bra, stockings, garters, with a dark wig..