My pussy drips thinking about it. Then, I almost orgasm, as Bruce strips down to his last piece of clothing. The muscular Bruce, completely clean shav...n from head to toe, is standing in front of my submissive husband in nothing but a pair of sexy, French cut, black, satin women's panties. His massive cock is not even erect and it fills the front of the panties to overflowing. As Bruce stands in front of my kneeling husband, I hear Michael let out a long deep breath and moan. I can tell he is. ’ I watch her silently for a moment. ‘Appears. Yes. Shall we find out what the test actually is?’ ‘Certainly.’ We look around the room. As the proctor had claimed, there were two portals, the one we entered, and the one we were expected to leave through, which was bracketed by the scanners, one to a side. The only other feature in the room was the bright lights, and a black dome in the middle of the ceiling, from which cameras presumably recorded the testing. I walk up to the scanner on the. Inside were a short spandex skirt, a garterbelt, stockings, high heels, and a red silk top. There was also a jacket, purse, wig, and makeup. I stared at the outfit and realized that once I dressed I would look like one of those whores that I saw in the movies. Still, I knew I had to obey, so I got dressed. I took special care in doing my makeup. Mr. Cameron was very critical of my appearance and I made sure that I looked perfect for him. Next I clipped on. " Why not?" What will they think?" Oh calm down. I'm not going to ask you to try on the stuff here. We'llwalk around together and pretend to shop for your sister. I can guessyour size and you can pretend to be bored and tag along. If you reallydon't like something just say that, um, say that Sara would hate it andwe'll move on."I followed Marnie as she strolled through the racks, occasionallygrabbing a pair of slacks, or a skirt holding them up and then puttingthem back. From time to time.