After memorizing the pictures of the busty blonde I was to pick up in Phoenix, I looked at the ‘list’. The list makes up my real work. It tells me...what the girl, or man is being picked up for, and what I need to teach them before shipment, it also tells me where to drop my crate off, and when. This girl was going to be called ‘bitch’ and they wanted her acclimated to strict bondage. They also wanted her trained as a toilet. I’m not sure why this one is so popular, but at least half the girls. ?What girlwould want to date a guy dressed like this? What gay girl would wantto date a girl who was occasionally a guy?? Sophie sighed as shegestured to her very form-flattering, very obviously feminine.?Zoe did,? Rachel shrugged.?Let me put to you this way,? Sophie said, ?If Lucas suddenlydeveloped a taste for dresses, make-up and heels, would you stillwant to go out with him???Umm, you?ve met Lucas?? Rachel replied. ?You know that that is NOTgoing to happen, heh!??Brave thing to say in THIS. I didn't want anything to detract from the celebrations with her parents, so all I told her was to keep Friday evening open.I debated with myself over the following week, constantly thinking about how to present her, how to have her dress, and whether to tell her exactly what was going to happen. In the end I decided not to tell her anything in advance, since that might take away from things. I also didn't really know what the Mistress had planned; that part was truly unknown territory. I did. " I put two fingers over KT's mouth before she could finish that stupid remark.KT grabbed my fingers and spread them to the corners of her mouth. Then she stuck her tongue out, licking the little web between them. She flicked it up and down with the tip of her tongue, sending spikes of electricity through my entire body. I never imagined that little piece of skin would become an erogenous zone, but I definitely was not going to tell her to stop."Ohhh," I moaned. "I don't know where you learned.