He remembered wondering how her hood could fit so smoothly. He remembered that under the fake mask, she had worn another, much thinner rubber mask......he had wondered at that... "Why, Jason," Mandy said, "you look shocked!" She did something with running water that was out of his line of sight. "Well, actually, it's just that...okay. I admit it, I was really turned on by that suit of hers, because it made her look bald. And I like shaved women." "Well, that's more like it! I appreciate you. "What? Why? What the hell are you trying to do to me?" he asked, hisvoice rising in near panic.In truth, it had just clicked for him, he hadn't caught on to her planearlier, but a few years ago, Jessica had gone through a period whereshe pressured him a lot to let her dress him up like a girl. She saidthat his face was just perfect for it and she really wanted to see whathe'd look like.The two had fought about it bitterly and in the end he'd gotten her todrop it...until now, it seemed. He. Arms into the spaghetti straps as mom pulledand positioned the bodice over by boobs. A gentle placing of mymother's hand on my shoulders after she pulled the zipper closed, toldme I was dressed. My mother just stood back and bit her lip as she toldme to spin. Half way into the spin I caught myself in the mirror andpreened like any other girl that evening. Slipping on the satin heels,Mom approached and put a small strand of pearls around my neck. Shealso gave me the matching pearl earrings to. " You are a devious son-of-a-bitch, aren't you?" Am I?" I said smiling."Let me make another guess here. You're slave has a high end or high profile job somewhere that this shit would mess with, which is why you're doing it in Vegas instead of wherever home is." You're very perceptive," I told her."If she agrees to the piercings, when do you want them done?" We're going to enter the slave heat punishment contest at 2:00 and I'd like to observe the pony dressage at 3:30. Would you be available.