The bra was under-wired with metal hook fasteners. I used the knife to remove all of these parts and then tossed the torn fabric remnant into the fire...ox and slammed the door. The metal parts I dropped in an plastic bucket of old battery acid to dissolve.Having sorted these arrangements to my satisfaction it was now getting dark. I got in the car and headed out for the highway. I wont bore you with the details, suffice it to say that I was driving up to the forest. It was a long drive and I. You can't make us do that, ' cried Clare wringing her hands.'We can't, Claudette. Please... ' I echoed 'Please don't make us ... You can't... ''Do it!'With little need to appear reluctant, we both turned our backs on Claudette and bent slowly forward. I was trembling with renewed shame and real nerves and that little voice claiming to be my sanity was screaming at me that this was wrong! This was rude and disgusting to be displaying myself like this to another woman — however, the new lesbian. The teen also had on a mini skirt that showed off her pretty thighs and legs. She was just getting used to wearing a pair of high heels. Being from the rural country, Sheila wore western boots most of the time. In fact, she had not even owned a pair of high heels until she came to the university in the city.Sheila could not help being extremely nervous. Afterall, it was her first time willingly succumbing to blackmail and performing as an actual prostitute with a strange man that had paid to. .. were they lesbians too, or just flirty? Actually, she supposed they could be bisexual, which would be fine too. She went to the dance floor rail and nursed her drink, watching.Then she saw her: the most beautiful, sexy creature she had ever laid eyes on. Brown hair, curvy, wearing a leather half-top and form-fitting jeans with sandals. More of a 1960’s look than 70’s, but Dianna wasn’t complaining.The woman was staring at Dianna across the dance floor. When their eyes met the mystery woman.