I was 16 and earning my own money. I already had my eye on that peach sweater in the window at Marshall’s. I still was ’’ Janet from another pla...et” as the kids at school called me; the job didn’t change that, or my being the overweight geek with glasses that lived with her grandparents. It did help me ignore the fact that I didn’t get a lot of attention from the guys. Serving sodas and sandwiches and planning my back to school wardrobe filled up the dating nights, so all in all I was happy. . My wife had me drape the slip over my arm, holding it up and out infront of me as we headed to the shoe department. I felt so thoroughlyexposed as we walked through the store while I held the slip over myarm. In the shoe department she picked out a pair of pink heels withsparkly straps. A salesman asked if he could help, and she said, "Weneed these in a size -- let's see. She wears a 10 in men's shoes, so Iguess she'll take a 12 wide." The salesman looked at me with acombination of smirk and. I began to make sure I was more smooth more often and more of my body. I began to Cam for guys online and found a online master that knew exactly how to dominate me. You see a lot of guys try to respect me but a bitch like me needs owned. I don't like nice guys. I will call this online stud Devo. I would meet him online 2 times a week at the same time and he would have me obey him in front up to 80 strangers. All of these strangers would also comment ans help use me. I would wait on my knees in. ‘Where’re you sleeping?’ she asked. ‘I’ll sit over there.’ ‘Like hell you will. You’re still freezing from our bath today. Get over here.’ She scooted over on the cot, holding back the blanket. I didn’t argue and climbed in beside her. It took a while to get comfortable, as my shoulder hurt. In the final position, we faced each other and our heads on the other’s shoulder. She pulled the blanket over us, our shivering didn’t cease. Neither one of us slept much, if at all, my shoulder constantly.