Her eyes were done in pinksto the outer edges and heavily lined up to pencil thin eyebrows. Itdidn't end there she teetered on black patent peep toe ...eels that had tobe 5" high. Looking up her legs adorned in black stockings with a seamin the back to a shirt black leather skirt. A cream color silk blouseunbuttoned enough to show some dramatic cleavage from what must be apush up bra.She gazed through me. "Well how do you like this look."I stuttered a bit "Honey you look amazing, Wow you take. As of now you're never to wear a bra or pantyhose again unless I order you to do so. When we go shopping for your new wardrobe we'll get you some sexy panties. They're going to be on display a lot so they'll need to be sexy and attractive. But until then, no panties either. Take your panties and pantyhose off."I hesitated again. I wasn't certain I could make myself do what he just demanded of me. When I didn't move fast enough he asked, "Did Jimmie boy show you his ass when he got home?"I shook. Since none of the slashes were dangerous, they were closed as best as they could. Thus Bret Davis began his life as scarred pre-mature infant.Finding no relative or person to except responsibility, the little boy was assigned to Child Services and eventually the local orphanage. Staff in an orphanage are usually caring people. 5 staff taking care of 37 children just doesn't leave proper time to care for a premature infant. Bret's early life consisted of breathing, eating (sometimes, ) drinking. He was delighted and took me around the church, showing me where stuff was. It was basic maintenance and I asked him when I could start. He gave me a big smile, chuckled and grabbed me in a quick bear hug telling me that he liked my enthusiasm. I was in heaven.The next Sunday, I went to the church early, to get everything cleaned up and ready for the service. I was mopping the floors in the basement when suddenly the Reverend appeared. He had his usual summer gear on - t-shirt, shorts and flip.