She wasn’t wearing any jewelry, but strapped to her right leg was a camouflage leather knife holster. She was standing in thigh-high, skin-tight hig...-heeled black vinyl boots, the camouflage leather knife holster strapped to her vinyl covered thigh.‘So, ‘ Henry thought, smiling and looking at the stage, ‘she’s Little Miss Special Force’s stripper, huh?’The scrawny-looking girl started dancing and discarded the top half of her costume in pretty much the same way he’d seen a dozen other. I cleared inviting Helen to supper at our house, but left the final decision open to let Helen make the ultimate decision.At lunch, I described what I had in mind to Helen, and she blanched in terror. However, I explained that my parents and siblings (note the plural here) already knew about us and what I was proposing to do tonight. I said that we would have sex the way I would expect from my girlfriend. That meant that we would do it at my home in my bed and not in some lame parking place out. I think Marie took a little pity on me. She only kept me in myrestraints and clamps for about an hour while she, in a rather tenderfashion, introduced me to the horrors (for me) of Mother's welllubricated vibrating dildo. The pain in my nipples really didn't allow meto fully appreciate and understand the pulsating and deepening thrusts inwhat Marie called "my sissy pussy".As Marie was unhooking the nipple clamps and turning off the dildo, shesaid that she was sure that after tomorrow I would. He said he would stay quiet if I had sex with him on his desk. I needed a new job and soon. The job market was tough for a girl straight out of high school. My mother left when I was little and my father was a drunk and broke. My goal was to save up my money and go to college. I would leave this small town behind. Of that I was sure.I kept walking down the very dark street as my phone buzzed in my purse. Digging around I finally found it. It was a text from the delivery company saying my.