. Larissa, my husband’s new mistress or girlfriend or whatever. Who is she? That woman! Wait ... is that ... Rain? My God, you look like a woman! So...ladylike, so exquisitely feminine ... wearing a wig, makeup, and lingerie, too? Damn, you’re actually gorgeous!” Jessica declared aloud her thoughts as she realized how much of a girl Rain really was, something that I had neglected to mention to her.“Yeah, part of me is wondering just how male Rain really is at times. Rain acts more like a girl at. " But why did you pick on me?" She asked."Because my agent had a very good price presented to him, on condition that I, or someone like me, could do the job." I told her, and then continued with, "he passed it to me and like a fool I accepted!"Before she could ask any more questions I offered the tray of food, "Now, how about getting a good meal inside you, while I wait for a program to load, I've got some clothes for you to wear. I think you've been in those pyjamas for a bit too long."She. He was given a short tour of the beautiful house, and soon they arrived at the dungeon area. It was a double garage, converted to a fully fitted dungeon and the upstairs was another bedroom for Mistress Alexis if she wanted to stay in comfort but keep an eye on her toy. It could be fully closed off from the rest of the house, with a mini kitchen area and a small wet room bathroom. Over the many previous phonecalls they had discussed what fantasies James had, and what he craved, so she was well. This is my true story. I have read many stories on this site and today, I have decided to pen down my experience. After finishing my college course, I bagged this job with the help of my family friend working as a customs officer in the same airport. So, I did not have to try a lot of hunting for the work. I used to see a lot of air hostess in the place I work. You know how a guy would feel when he sees a hot and young chicks wearing short skirts and flaunting their toned legs. But most of.