The garter belt was finished off with blue satin ribbons over itssuspenders' clasps. Stocking were white of a full fashion design withCuban heels and ...ronounced seams.The dress screamed sissy even to a sissy! The sissy frock was made from a shiny polished cotton fabric in a babyblue with white polka dot pattern. It began with a high white starchedcollar that framed her heart-shaped rouged cheeks and pouty pink lips. Apretty pale blue silk flower was attached where the front collar endsmet. Just. And subtle bikini lines. She was pleased with the lack of taking every stitch of her clothes off, and felt that she was, at once, exploring her potential, without having her attributes washed away by her raw sexuality. There was just one thing. Her producer had introduced her to a fine white powder called cocaine. Although it was only a mild habit, a few lines when she was doing long shoots, she began to notice that it was becoming more insistent. The early stage of an addiction, and no. You are going to make the perfect sex slave." Hold on now... some of that stuff you want me to do is..." SHUT UP." She said firmly, her attitude suddenly shifting. "I could tell that wasn't the first time you got fucked in the ass. He was massive and you didn't look to be in much pain with no build up. Plus you didn't know I was coming over." She said"I'm sorry. I was drunk the first time." Then you were gonna fuck him again when I showed up." She said."He said he would tell you! I was afraid. "Mom, firstof all, you don't need to worry about me." Hu... hu... honey? You need to explain to me what just happened."I search for a way to explain it to her. My brain is still racing fromthe emergency. It only takes a few seconds. "You know the Internetproblems you were having at work today? I caused them. Not just for youroffice. I think it's affecting the whole world right now. So I went intohigh stress mode. And when I'm stressed or need to figure something out...I talk to myself.".