The bra was quite large and out of proportion on my frame. I clasped it in front on my chest then I slipped each strap over my shoulder. Next came the...tan skin colored pantyhose. The full control tops were too big so knee or leggings were my choice. They fit the best and still had some snugness after being washed and dried. White underwear topped it all off. I picked the smallest petite pair I could find. Next the makeup. She had these little white lip stick samples of many colors. I applied it. You kiss and lick the leather end of the crop as she holds it tight to you lips."Enough," she says. She steps behind you and stings your naked ass with the crop, making you yelp in pain and surprise. She hits hard, and leaves a small red mark on your round ass. "Count for me, slave! They don't count unless you do! We'll start again at one." Again she slaps you hard on the ass."One!" you cry out, then "Two, Three, ouch, Four, owww, Five!" as she delivers four more sharp slaps with the. Some of the girls kinda put on a show - shaking their shoulders or bouncing em around. My crazy friend had actually taken her shirt all the way off and was dancing like a stripper.I didn't really know what to do and the other girl who was with me on the broom handle seemed kinda nervous too so we just kinda danced a little - I'm good at shaking my hips so I did that - and she was doing something too. It seemed like every time we did something new, the cheers got louder again.After a minute or. " I hear something in your voice that doesn't match. Are you living with that woman?"He paused, realizing that it was hopeless to kid Louise, "Yes, I am living with that woman and I will continue to do so as long as we hit it off."Right to the heart of things, "How old is this one, Brooks?" She is about my age, give or take. Not polite to ask a lady." Bullshit. Well, at least it isn't one of those twenty-something bimbos you were hanging out with." C'mon, Louise, a man has to have some fun."She.