During thatperiod in the office she became quite close with Millie who became her'mentor' in femininity, always checking her appearance and deportment...Of course, as I suspected all along, Marcia became very interested inMrs. Atkins' cleaning work, asking always questions about thisparticular item of cleaning or that special cleaning utensil or abouther working conditions with other employers.I was present one afternoon, some months ago, when finally Mrs. Atkins'exploded' in her own very. I arrive late in the afternoon on the same day of her prom. Maria said she was going to go by herself and if she was extremely lucky a nice gentleman would show up to dance with her. Arriving a little too late, to pick up Maria, after picking up my rental car I drive to a friends house who stored some items for me while I was gone. I showered and dressed in my tux and left for Marias prom. I parked in my rental car the parking lot is packed, as a long walk to the front door of dance hall the. 'Tara absently rubbed at her slightly aroused clitoris as she watched the dog. Hands were great but she really wanted a tongue there. As she had found out on a sleepover with her friend Emma. When the slightly older girl had told her that she had learned about eating pussy at summer camp Tara had been ready to head for home even if she had to walk. "Look," Emma had said, "I like guys a lot but they can't keep a secret. If I ever let one even touch my tits they tell the others that they've been. "I've tried everything!" It's okay," I answered. "We'll go out to dinner! Come on children. Who wants to eat Ice Cream for supper?"All the little girls clustered around my legs screaming and cheering. I couldn't believe this hackneyed scene Melissa had created. And somehow I was just a marionette in all this, with no control over my voice or my actions. I couldn't help but play along and read this insipidly puerile dialogue.We played along with this silly game for lord knows how long. Finally.