I see you. I need yoursignature." I need to change!" I yelled."Forget about it man. I don't care what you're wearing. That's yourbusiness. I just need...your signature."I came back and only with the greatest of difficulty was I able tostand next to him in my dress. I took his pen and signed and he said,"It might not be any of my business, but why are you beating yourselfup over this? If you want to wear a dress, wear a dress. You're notharming anyone. It's a victimless desire on your part." It's. As we were packing stuff away inside the pantry (my first experience of a pantry. Lol), I was informed by that sweet seductive voice, ‘lunch is ready’Mr. Camden was already seated at the end of the table and I was motioned to sit next to him. My jaw dropped when I saw Mrs Camden, she had changed into a white hot pants and a blue blouse, tied mid riff. I until then had never seen so much female flesh up close, long legs and bare foot again. Mr Camden laughed at my expression. I quickly averted. It is so nice to see you again. You have become quite famous with saving a child's life and now protecting a bank's money. Let me congratulate you and all you have done for our community." Thank you, sir. The child was just a matter of first aid and the bank was the result of being run into by one of the thieves." I think it is much more than that. What can I do for you today? Your torques are not ready yet but the crucifixes and necklaces are done." Today I want to extend our old agreement to. To add to her humiliation, I released her generous breasts from her bra, and cut away her sopping wet panties, letting the rough crotch ropes do their demonic work on her even better. Then I removed her blindfold, knowing all she could see was the trunk of a tree, with forest everywhere.Finally, I stood where she would see only the boots of her upside down, masked tormentor and calmly stated, "I will ask only once. Will you agree to become my unconditional slave, my property, forever?"Laura was.