“Now, honey, the dress. The dress can make you or break you when you strip. We’ll try a few.”He – er, she – grabbed several she thought suit...ble.And finally shoes. “What shoe size are you?” “10 and a half.”She went and got a few pairs. I chose a super sexy pair of leopard print high heels with a five inch heel. “You’ll want to practice walking in those and break them in a bit.”I’d recently cut my hair short, so I’d need a wig. I’d always wanted to be a blond and settled on a long, below-the. She said she tried EVERYTHING imaginable. and still no deal. She didn't understand and needed to get fucked. I listed to her and felt bad. I even thought I should offer to eat her out and ease some of her frustrations, but I didn't.About two days later, I was at home and so was David, I was watching television in the living room and he came and sat next to me and asked if he could talk to me. I was a little bit shocked and had no idea what he wanted to talk about. I said sure and sat up. He. I have some fun teasing him with my body and am sure to give him a glimpse of my pussy and ass by dropping some change and picking it up with my back to him. After getting my groceries I quickly take them home and head out to get some lunch. I go to an outside café and again I treat the waiter to views of my pussy and ass. I am super excited now and unbutton a few of my buttons revealing my lace bra. I decide to just completely open the shirt and tie it at my waist. A guy approaches my table. I remain silent, enjoying her tirade. They talk, eat and sleep. Joe investigates the room, determined to find a way out. He is very competent, but there is no escape. Molly says little and stays either curled up on the bed or stands in a corner, her arms constantly folded over her breasts. Early during their second day, Mollys efforts to remain modest get on Anitas nerves. Molly, quit it! she snaps. Youve got boobs…your Daddy knows it, just be natural and relax. Molly sniffles but finally.