Stephanie brought a variety of both boys and women's clothinginto the dressing room. The dressing rooms were private so Vinny could goin too. When t...ey left, Stephanie had several outfits in boys sizes andstyles for her as well as several outfits for Vinny in women's sizes.Vinny couldn't come to the store wearing his falsies and otherundergarments but they were sure it would fit regardless when they gothome. They could return it if they had to anyway. From now on, Vinnywore panties all the. I refilled her with the last of the bottle and she downed that as well. -I need to clean up a bit first she said.-Never mind that, I said sitting beside her so she was between us, -I like you dirty-Me too, addd Rob.I started to stroke her shoulder, running down to her small tits, circling her nipple, tracing down her belly to her ample, but well cared for pubes. Just before getting to her pussy, I return via the other tit and cupped her face, pulling her towards me and kissed her deeply, and I. I obeyed. "Thrust out your breasts," he said. I pushed them forward even more than before, and pulled my shoulders back for emphasis. When a slave girl kneels, it is usually in a position of relative relaxation, retaining freedom of motion in all directions. Now my body was rigid, my knees as far apart as my body could bear, my breasts straining forward for my master's attention. I hoped he liked what he saw."I hear you are the hottest new pony in my friend M. Arnaud's stable," he said after. "I, um, I, errrrr, I..." Stan, get in the pool and do it now". Even though there was no real inflection in her words, the harsh nature was redily apparent. I tripped and stumbled a couple of times as I made my way through the gate into the pool area. I slowly made my way into the pool, taking one step at a time holding the railing as I walked in. The water was cool, almost cold. Aunt Barbara was doing a lap when I got to the point I was waist deep in water. I looked around. .