Being a single male pervert I know about those kind of things, and often dream of dominating a woman who would consent to being disciplined and turned...into a personal slut.She was wearing a short, pleated, white skirt. When she finally moved from out of the doorway and into the light of the room it too became transparent. Dark stockings held up by the straps of a red garter belt were easily seen, as were the red panties she was wearing. When she walked past me towards the seated man, I could. .. I don’t know ... the workplace?”Dexter thought for a moment before answering, “Suppose the company you work for has a 401K plan...”“What’s a 401K plan?” Sarah asked.Dexter answered, “It’s like a savings account where you put money into it out of your paycheck. While the money is in the account, it’s being invested and, hopefully, increases in value at a better rate than a regular savings account. The thing is that you can’t touch the money until you retire. You don’t pay taxes on it until. It was almost anticlimactic. He was so normal looking. He was almost pudgy and his dark brown hair was parted on the side, black rimmed glasses with thick lenses making his eyes look huge. The color was weird, an icy blue that looked almost white, the color that you'd see on some breeds of dogs. His mouth was turned up in a smile of welcome, showing white, slightly crooked teeth."Not what you expected?" he asked her, his smile widening. "I never am," he sighed. "You all expect someone who looks. I promise to let you girls dress me up when I’m back up to looking like I did.”I turned to the salesman, and told him, “I apologize but I’ve just been medically retired from the military and need to put some weight back on before making an investment in nice clothes. I’ll be back. If you have something like Dockers or some casual slacks, some decent knit shirts, and maybe an inexpensive sport coat, that would be good. I need everything else like socks, undies, belt, and some comfortable shoes.