Her hair played a perfect veil for her shoulders and back, hiding the skin that was exposed up top. "You don't look like a whore," I said, "You look......nice." Nice?" she scowled in confusion. "Yeah," I nodded, "Nice." I was aiming for sexy, yet classy," she sighed, "but I guess 'nice' work, too." And who may I ask were you getting sexy for?" I chuckled. Jules had already began to turn in her spot, when she stopped to answer my question, "Somebody."Somebody? I thought. Before I could get anymore. I had never been out in public dressed up and I've never worn high heels. “Don't make me say it again.” she warned. “I'll pick you up at the next parking lot on the trail.”I open the door, get out and delicately balance myself on my new heels. She laughs at me as I watch her drive away. Her car leaves my sight as I stand under the single street light all dressed up in hot pink slutty sissy clothes and my first pair of high heels. The next lot is almost a mile away.After a few seconds of staring. I was terrified when I realized that Marco wanted me to make out with another girl in front of all of these people. I promised him that I would do anything he said, but this was going too far. My body was screaming at me to push her away, tear off the mask and run out of the bar, but I couldn’t do it. I was getting so used to doing what Marco told me to that I was scared to disobey him.The girl kissed me harder, and stuck her tongue in my mouth. Slowely my body gave in and I started to kiss. It softly illuminates the room just a bit more. He wears all black. Starting with a black jacket which he is now removing, under which he has on a tight black T-shirt that showed off his muscular chest. Daddy's features are remarkably similar to this man's you ponder. But it's only a fleeting thought as he stand in front of you. He pulls a knife from his back pocket. The intruder presses the tip of the knife against your throat before reaching down and lifting your top away, slicing it down the.