"Ben nodded in the direction of a sofa against the far wall. A pile ofblankets rested atop it. Ben Rosenthal, ever the gentleman, had slept onthe couc....A slight smile crept over Tyler's face. The amount of restraint Ben hadshown last night was commendable, after being invited into this room,being treated to the sight of Tyler stripping down to his bra andpanties, and having every chance to take advantage of a drunk girl whowas, technically speaking, employed at a whorehouse. Ben could have. As I pass by the full length mirror on the way to the bathroom, I have to stop to check out how nature is treating me. I try to take care of my body, but I have noticed some slight changes that I guess I'd better work on. I watch as I run my hands through my hair, releasing the pins holding it in place for my look in the office. I have grown my hair long because I love it when a man grabs hold of it and puts my head where he wants it to be. I unbutton my jacket and slowly take it down both. " It pleases me that the clothing suits your taste. Try on as many as you like, I will allow you some time. I have other business to attend; however, I will send a herald to deliver you to me in one hour."With that he turns to leave. This causes me to panic slightly, I am afraid to be here alone."Wait!" I cry, "Don't leave me! Who will help me pick the right one? I can’t see how I look in them."I add this seductively, swaying my hips toward him. In response, he simply raises a clawed hand,. The lamp, curtains, make-up table, everything was in pink,white and had 'Barbie' all over it.There were girls magazines, posters of men with their shirts off andripped jeans showing off their muscles, stuffed animals, dolls, a Barbiedollhouse and all kinds of things that you would find in a girls room.I looked over at the open closet and saw nothing but girls clothes. A fewof the dresser drawers were open and had all kinds of panties, socks andtights. My make-up table was full of all kinds of.