Just a little wiggle of her hips, and they drop to the floor around her ankles. She's not wearing panties. Her dark brown pubic hair's trimmed very cl...se, and shaved around the sides so she could wear an immodest bikini, which looks to be exactly how she got those tan lines. But the pièce de résistance is what I notice next. As Janette stands perfectly still in front of me, her hands at her sides and her knees touching mine, I lean toward her hips and squint: just above her pubic hairline,. So, if you just come clean, I'm sure we can work this out." Ok, I had some fun with the guys, but my personal life is none of your..." I start to say standing up in rage."Camille!" He cuts me. "There's no need to get so upset. Like I said, I was young once too." I blush as he smirks. His eyes have not left my chest since I walked into his lab. "We'll probably end up laughing about this once we get it out into the open." I doubt it sir." I start to walk away in a rush, my hangers bouncing and. He didn’t say anything and neither did I. Was there a use in talking with our mouths when our bodies were doing just it for us? When the song was over, I reluctantly broke free of his magic and left him alone on the dance floor. Somehow, I don’t think he was angry with me, but intrigued. This wasn't the first time we had danced and it probably won’t be the last. Heading back to my table, I was stopped by my friend. “Can you please take me home?” she slurred, her coordination unsteady. Nodding,. I was so nervous my heart was beating so fast! I had never shown anybody what a real sissy I was and now I was gonna show a whole bar of people. I poured a shot of vodka to calm my nerves and then headed to the bar. When I got there I parked and suddenly I was so scared I couldn’t move. I was sitting there dressed like a sissy slut, ready to go dance but I just couldn’t make myself move. I sat there for 30 minutes trying to make myself get out of the car. I was looking at BBC porn on my phone.