Now I've bought a couple items I want you to put on, then your to get your Ballet boots from the bag and put them on, understand slut?After nodding th...t i understood,Sir led me over by the bed where a latex catsuit, corset, and latex hood were laid out.i quickly got dressed with Sir's help, donning first the catsuit, then the corset, Sir cinched the corset so tight i could barely breathe.After Sir helped me into the hood, he took a wide leather collar and attached it around my neck."There" He. I reached up and undid the knot. Slowly I let the dress fall away from my huge tits exposing them fully. The tequila and his desire were getting to me. My nipples were hard and pointing straight out. His mouth had dropped open and he didn't speak. He smiled and said he had been dreaming of them since he met me. They were so much better in person then in his dreams. He started to reach out to touch them and the stopped to ask permission. Hell at this point I wanted him to touch them. I wanted. “Eeekk!” Vanessa peeped, and jerked back, away from the apparition.“Well!” Kristin said, sitting up in the tall grass. “Good morning to you, too!”“You’re dead!” Vanessa exclaimed. “Aren’t you?”“And if I am?” Kristin asked. “So what?”“But ... but...” Vanessa stammered. “Nobody could find you! You just disappeared! And Sheryye ... Oh, God! Sheryye! Do you know about what happened to her?”Kristin sighed and looked at her sweet but very frightened lover. Then she nodded. “I know.”“But...” Vanessa. . just go on with your life.” Oh no. When the things happened that I’m talking about, people would have screamed and shouted and thrown a fit.If they’d have known. Which, of course, they didn’t.Until now.I bet a bunch of people are going to just have a cow when they read this.Chrissy’s last name was Carter, and her dad’s name was Bob. It still is Bob, but I’m talking about back then, so past tense seems more nearly correct. And back then I called him Mr. C.Anyway, we grieved together, and Mr..