I’m sure my boss wouldn’t mind having a personal assistant who wanted extra work to do.As I dressed that night I looked at my wardrobe with longin.... If worse came to worse I could always sell some of my clothing, but that was a scenario I didn’t want to imagine. A life without designer labels was like a life without air. I was vainly proud of my wardrobe, and my appearance, for that matter. Miss High-Maintenance, that was me. Guilty as charged.I decided on an emerald green wiggle dress that. I’ve pretty well gotten over my linkage to a traditional lifestyle in favor of this one. I’ve further awakened the sexual side of me, after pushing it to the background after I graduated from college. I’ve reacquainted myself with the sexual being I am, and I like that person.“I’ve overcome, again, the messages about sexual abstinence that society sends out. I much favor orgasms to chastity. More importantly, I’ve passed through the miasma that society has about one’s ability to love more than. ............................................The bombshell went off in my head over lunch the next day and it wastough not letting it show until I could get to my room and talkprivately with Minerva. So I asked for a family meeting and could Ibring Minerva in? So we had it around the kitchen table with Minerva onthe wall-screen. I felt a bit stupid asking but braced myself."Mum, Dad, was there a time we were on a beach, I'd be about 7, when Ipeed on Dawn?" Dawn squawked."You've never peed on. Her dresses and blouses were all low cut to show them to their best advantage, and show them she did, every chance she got.One of her favorite pastimes was to go grocery shopping bra-less in a tee-shirt and shorts and at least once a month she did what she called "her slut walk." Shorts, tee-shirt, bra-less and in her high heeled "come fuck me" pumps, she would spend an entire day at the local mall just strolling from store to store creating hardons. Me? I loved it because she would come hot.