As I got up I heard theswishing of the tutu. They all laughed and came up to me. Hugging andholding me and making me feel so warm and wanted. They eac... complimentedmy look. At first I thought they were kidding, but with time I beganfeeling pretty. I even began moving my hips as I walked. I liked the feelof the tights on me. And when Jared came up to me and held me in his armsI felt like I was his girl. I seemed to be melting in his arms. He was sostrong and I was wearing a tutu and panties. My. There’s a crazy nightmare thought that won’t leave my head: what if my parents climb aboard? For fuck’s sake Emma! Mum and Dad never take Sundays in the country by train. Dad will be watching the football and Mum will be badgering him to do some chore or other. Ugh. The whole image makes me glad I’m doing this experiment: no way to I want to get into that kind of domestic bliss. Only Martin knows where I’m going. Parents and friends alike have been sold the line that I’m taking a holiday on a. "I moved my hand to the door release, but before I could open it, I felt a searing pain go through my head and then all was dark.I woke up with the worse headache I'd ever had. I groaned and tried to move to my side, but couldn't. I became more alert, though, the pounding hadn't stopped. My eyes opened wide, to look down at my wrists that were bound to the bed I was on. I fought, though, there was no point. I tried to move my legs, but could only move my knees slightly up. My ankles were bound. ......yes , I see", he says, and I know he can hardly believe that this horny, sexy, 18 year old girl is still a virgin. He looks up something on his computer screen. "But I see that you are taking contraceptive pills, from your records here" he states. " Oh, yes, I do," I reply, " My mother wanted me to, just in case..............you know...........I needed protection." "Ah well, yes..... very sensible", he says. His face has flushed a gentle shade of pink. "Well.........perhaps I could just.