Her best friend Cynthia Smyth-Jones had warned her repeatedly about her finicky refusal to remove her bottoms when they got their daily doses of sun r...ys. Doreen was comfortable with unstringing her top without removing it entirely but there was no way she would remove her bottoms and expose her sensuously shaped arse cheeks. The usual gaggle of perverts were looking for any opportunity to record "costume malfunctions" or relaxed standards of modesty to get the maximum coverage of the sun's. Even though the training is hard, it will beworth it because once you are done you will be the prettiest sissyprincess ever, and you will be able to satisfy any and every demandyour Master or Mistress gives you. That is the true life goal of anysissy. You will achieve your one true life goal: to please your Masteror Mistress. This will give your worthless life meaning. Any thought ofescape from this room will be automatically liked in your mind totraining completion. Escape is compliance with. From all the questions it seemed that he had the urge on his own. That was a good sign."So Sylvia, where do you live," he asked."I live over in New Wales," I said. "How about you?" I'm from a little holler in West Virgina," Simon said."So how long you been in the crotch?" I asked."This is my third year. I been in Afghanistan once already, and I'm going back," he said."When you leaving?" I asked."Two weeks," he said."Tell you what kid, how about I check into a motel for tonight, and you come. I was hoping with all that behind her, that this day would finally get her to relax and just enjoy herself. As we pulled into the driveway, Melissa called to wish Amber Happy Birthday and judging by the laughter, was equally happy to be going to the spa with her for some pampering. Included in the spa package were drinks and a light snack. Perfect. I would have just enough time to do a few errands before picking the girls up. Melissa came over an hour later with a bottle, and I heard ice.