I have worn proper blouses, tube tops, camisoles, sweaters, and dresses. I had a secretary phase too. In fact, I still have a bit of a dirty secreta...y thing. Most of the time I wear the same black “slutty” outfits. Most of the time I can only go out and play for a night, so only having about one really hot outfit works out. I have always worn and still adore shear thigh-high stockings. I receive many compliments my legs from men and women. The stockings meet a leather six-point garter. One moment I was drifting off in my hospital bedand then, in what seemed to me no more than a second or two later, Ihad shaken myself awake and was now standing facing a woman who wasthreading an earring hook through a pierced earlobe. It took a secondto register that I was looking into a mirror and the woman was me.I gasped in shock, my gaze snapping down, staring in amazement at thebreasts outlined by the fabric of the cream silk blouse I was wearing.I grabbed them with my hands, noting my. ..What is the matter with you? Why are you being so formal all of a sudden?" She said loudly. Her reaction was not surprising; after all I had never been even close to being formal or hesitant to go to their place or be with them."Hehe...Okay...I will come tonight." I said. I had no way to refuse. It would be too strange to say no like this."Alright, we will meet you at 8." She said as she stepped outside my house. I closed the door and slowly walked towards my bedroom. 'Ding Dong...' the bell. Then, fell in love with him for all the wrong reasons. She wanted to crawl inside a deep hole and die. In her mind, she vowed she would never love again. The pain was more than she could bear.She sat down at the computer and logged on. She figured, she might as well chat and have some sexy fun. She went into her favorite chatroom and typed the following then chucked."I'm going crazy at dawn and selling tickets! Come join the party. It will sure be a lot easier than what I am doing now! "Soon.