“Hello, Sir,” Karen said.“Ooh, Mistress. Do you do bondage?” Gene asked. He wasn’t interested in bondage himself, but he knew what a Mistres... was.“Yes sir, would you book me to help you train my sister today?” Karen was already to upsell him.“No, I think I can handle it all by myself,” Gene chuckled.Karen wasn’t going to hard sell him on it. She was ready to offer him some additional packages. She had printed off a few menus of gold, silver, and bronze packages of things Betty would do with him. Their legs were clad in white thigh high ribbed cottonsocks. Black glossy PVC Mary Jane's with pink bows and two inch blockheels adorned their feet.They had both dyed their hair a vivid shocking pink and they wore it inenormous bunches, huge shiny pink ribbons securing the two voluminoustufts of backcombed hair, the ends of which just brushed their shoulders.Their makeup was just as striking as their clothing. Natural colourfoundation was complimented with a pastel blue eye shadow and deep. I will tell her about your interest in dancing.Regards,Therapist---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------I went to Airport and Maria’s mother was waiting for me. I apologized for being late and gave her the car key. We sat again in the car, this time she was on the driver seat. I explained her about Maria’s likes and dislikes to my best. But she seemed to be busy on her phone. I asked her that shall we. She also had shoes that Jim has seen strippers wear the clear platforms with the six or seven inch heels. Jim looked around again he noticed a large set of draws in the corner, he went over and pulled out the first draw. Inside he found hundreds of different pair of panties, these ranged from large French frilly panties to the most minuscule panties that wouldn't cover anything. The next draw down there were suspender belts, the next draw stockings and pop socks. In the final draw Jim found and.