He then told me “He was proud of me for handling the new dress code well and not quitting”. He told me that “If you still feel comfortable when ...ou come home from work and want to adopt this dress code at home as well, I am fine with it”. I do have to say that I did feel better about coming home like this after my talk with him.I was driving on the freeway when I started thinking about my two teenagers, Zach and Bailey. Wondered what their reaction will be when they see me walk into the house. I was trying to slink away when a coursing sensation shot through my scalp. From behind, one of them had grabbed a large section of my hair, twisted it round his hand and had pulled me right up to his face. “I’m afraid we’re going to have to punish you for trespassing. You’re not going anywhere little lady.” Trembling, I felt my body go limp and a strange sensation burned in my nipples causing my pubic muscles to clench. That voice was hypnotic. “But….I….please…?!” I stammered trying to get. The foreboding from the surroundings kept his reactions subdued.The doors opened to his touch, a quiet stillness within.He found himself entering a small entry hall in far better condition than the exterior of the building. A small locked donation box sat chained to a table beside the entrance to a chapel.An eerie sense climbed his spine, the chapel hall was empty. Some candles were lit on a table to the right of the pews. An intense sweet odor overrode a dusty, moist aroma of infrequent. ”“I’m going to tell the guys I have a secret treat for them. What happens in the poker group stays in the group.”As I thought about it, I was intrigued. Tom was proud of me and he wanted me to do it, and the thought made me hot. So, on poker night I dressed as he suggested. When I showed Tom before the guys arrived, he whistled. “You are so sexy. The guys are going to go crazy.”When all four had arrived, Tom announced, "here is your surprise…our sexy waitress for the night.”I walked in with a.