She wasn’t sure about what I had in mind. I told her it would be fun and that I was sure both she and Christian would enjoy it. If she didn’t ag...ee to do it, she couldn’t go. So, she agreed.I told her to take off all her clothes and that I’d be back in a minute. She started to complain and all I had to say was, “Do you want to go see him, or what?” She started taking off her clothes and I went to my room and rooted through one of my dresser drawers and pulled out a large tank top. I went. I clicked on the email requesting apersonal day and breathed a sign of relief as the email filled with mypictures disappeared and my computer shut itself off."Good sissy," the voice on my phone acknowledged. "Proceed immediatelyto the parking lot. Don't forget to bring your deliveries."Taking a deep breath, I stacked all of the boxes up on the dolly andheaded outside. The receptionist tried to stop me, saying that the dollycouldn't be taken off premise. She abruptly stopped talking when. Simply gorgeous is the way to describe her beauty from the waist down.Those exquisite thighs can only be complimented by the rounded globes protruding outward. I can be assured that the accumulation of muscle and flesh will be the downfall of many boys to come after me as their desire and need to kiss the cheeks of her ass.She stands there, shifting her weight between each foot; legs spread, undecided in her thoughts. The lengthy blonde hair gracefully sweeping across her shoulders still matted. Ican't have you letting my salon down" she said.I tried to stand still as she ran a critical eye over my new uniform. Shelowered the zip of my dress and tightened the strings of my corset somemore and pulled taught the suspenders dangling from it. I then felt ahand lifting my abbreviated skirt and then the billowing petticoatsunderneath. "Oh dear sissy" she smirked, "It looks as if someone has a run in one ofher brand new stockings".Turning around in horror I saw the tell-tale run in the left.