"The panty was trimmed with rows of dark pink lace over the entire surface.Next she helped me in my bra, the bra matched the panty, it was a real girl...bra and panty set and I just loved it. She put in breast pads to fill itout.Karen started drying my hair and styled it in lovely curls with a haircurling iron. Having the brush run though my hair and feel the gentle tug ofthe iron was so exhilarating. She invited me to apply lipstick to my lips,just taking the tube of lipstick from her and taking. . or even suspecting. The last person who tried to steal AIM got caught when he attempted to misdirect a kit... and that is only 4.5 grams.”Then he started whipping me. I concentrated as hard as I could for the AIM to both heal me and take away the pain. Maybe I overdid it, because on about the fourth strike of the whip, it started feeling good... really good.I don’t know how many times he brought that terrible whip down on my back and ass. I do know that each time he struck I gasped, not in. " I looked at the store we stood in front of and blinked in disbelief."Just Girls!!!??" I said reading the name. "We're stopping here? Are youserious?" I swept my eyes up and down the storefront. Its fa?ade wasdesigned to resemble a clubhouse with fake planks of wood around twolarge picture windows that flanked the entrance. The fake wood was madeto look as if someone had painted messages that read "Girls only" and"no boys allowed." "I told you I'm not wearing a dress," I said, suspecting a. It never changed.Japalance stood before him, a monster dressed in the vestments of a holy man. Catriona, Marcel's little sister tugged hard, but couldn't escape the iron grip he had around her wrist.Marcel hadn't wanted his suspicions proved right. This was kindly old Japalance, the man who had been like a father to most of the children, who put them on his knee and told them tales of far off lands filled with brave heroes and dastardly dragons. He hadn't wanted to believe, but had followed.