HE has directed her daily mode of dress to consist of wearing short tennis skirts or tight yoga pants and tight tops during the day. She may wear stre...ch tight jeans with heels. Mr. Y requires, when Mrs. K is going to see HIM, she can only where skirts or dress that are above mid-thigh and heels 4 inches or higher. He also allows her to wear stockings but they must be thigh high. Her tops must be tight and should cup her breasts or be low cut and reviling. Mr. Y has also started to play into. " I smiled. I think I had him. "Isn't that what YOU do?" On my better days," he replied."Well, I know what you mean there, Ken. Now, this Introduction to Engineering..." And we worked through a few questions I had. Got another work assignment. Felt like next week I could test though it. Naturally, when I left Ken's office, I ran into Tina."How'd yours go?" I asked her."Linda's in a mood," Tina said. "I almost let her get to me." Take a deep breath," I said. "That's what Mom always told me.. She has long, silky, strawberry-blond hair, sea-green eyes that you sometimes got lost in, beautiful white skin that has a sprinkle of freckles, what you guess to be about 36D breast (you respect her too much to snoop around her room), long creamy legs. She also has a winning personality that has left her with tons of friends but very few enemies. Those that are her enemies are people that have lost her trust and those that don’t like her personality. She is also very smart, getting herself. I raised her skirt and landed ten swats on her granny panty wearing ass. “I will give you a hundred more and call the cops if you try that shit again,” I yelled. “I’m sorry. I am just so tired of everyone teasing me about my big breasts,” she cried. “Who teases you girl?” I asked more softly. “All of the girls do. Ever since the sixth grade I have been teased and made fun of over how big my breasts are,” she confided. “They are jealous, forget them,” I said my eyes feasting on her creamy.