He is very, very polite. He takes my hand in his and gently kisses the top. I let all my defenses down at once. I flash him a bright smile and he l...ds me into a room filled with people sitting around large dinner tables. He pulls a chair out for me and I slip into it and he moves to the other end of the table. Everyone in the place seems to be staring my way. Throughout our dinner, I am extremely impressed and begin thinking this might not be so bad after all. After dinner he gets up,. . and you two know this guy?" Kristine practically drooled.Sarah couldn't breathe as she watched him follow the hostess to a table near the door. His blonde hair was close cropped, and he wore jeans and a close fitting black t-shirt. He was indeed gorgeous, over six feet tall and not a bit of fat on him. She could see his well-defined arm and shoulder muscles as he moved. His arms were tan and his face looked like he had spent a lot of time in the sun. He was no longer a high school kid he was. I fell into the sissy mindset, I started reading sissy blogs, doing sissy tasks and watching even more sissy porn. When I gathered enough courage, I opened a kik account just to chat with men, to serve them. I craved being dominated and degraded by men, strangers online who made me become their online slave, who made me do any kinds of humiliating tasks for them... and I loved it, I loved being their sissy slut and I loved being daddy’s little girl. Thanks to apps like kik I discovered a lot. .. I think I got an idea."Myself, Milo, my best friend Bruce, and Daisy had Spanish class together in high school. The one thing that I remember about Milo is that he is all about the dollar bill. I saw Milo all around campus selling stuff, and eventually Daisy was an "employee" of his. Now years later, she strips for him. But I have an idea. It may be so farfetched, that it may work."Daisy, does Milo slap all the dancers asses like that?" Yeah, why? He got a player's mindset." Had a feeling he.