Let me show you the dressI'm supposed to wear and then you'll see what I need," Brenda said.Brenda opened the box and held the dress up for Ashley to ...ee."Oh, slut wear, just exactly what does she want you to do with thisclient, get him in bed or just look like a whore for him?" Ashley said,in disgust."There's no way he's going to get me in bed and I don't want to look likea whore, what can we do?" I'll protect you Brenda, you'll just look sexy as hell when I'm done,let's get you in the shower. He moves behind me and gently rub my neck and shoulders. "mmmmh that feels good Mike"As he rubs my shoulders I lean backwards in the patio chair. His hands are getting closer to my tits. He gets bold and slides his hands under the fabric at the top of my dress. "Mike what are you doing?" I do not move but I complain. He rubs my nipples and I moan in pleasure"Mike don't ohhhh"He grabs each of my tits in one hand and pinches the nipples. "ohhh MikeI, please don't. Ohhh no I should go, I'm not. I could only get intowomen's jeans."I was dreading going to high school. Besides the kids who knew aboutme from 7th and 8th grades, there would be three other junior highsdumping their teenage bullies into the same school. If that weren'tenough, with my breasts, hips and ass it was impossible for me to wearboy's clothes. Even if I could squeeze into them I looked ridiculous. Iwas distraught and cried every day as the school year came closer."My mother finally decided to take matters into her. After a fortnight passed, she crept into bed with me after I had fallen into a deep sleep. I woke to find her small hand on the center of my chest, her head tucked into my shoulder. Her touch was comforting, and I watched her as she slept. In the morning, a chorus of birdsong woke her and she jumped slightly upon opening her eyes to find me watching her. I told her the decision that I had reached while she slept. I had to leave her, and leave her for good. During the course of our talks, she.