But from the moment i saw the pile of 'normal' clothes i knew what i was going to play as.First i put on a heavily padded lacey red bra with inserts a...ong with a matching red thong. Then i put on a white short blouse, which combined with the bra actually looked pretty convincing. Then came on the thigh length white socks and black high heels. Picked a blonde wig with pig tails that fit well enough. And finally i picked the item that had made it all for me. The tartan mini skirt(you all know the. It was a sterile white. She looked down at me with fear, alittle revulsion and a deep sadness.Maybe I should have signed the contract.Chapter 53I was in a hospital bed, and back in Abigail's body. My head throbbed,and I could feel bandages on my legs and arms. Am?lie looked down at mewith sympathy, and she instantly reached out and grasped my hand, herprevious expression a distant memory.Her whisper was harsh, "Darren, don't you ever scare me like that again.I thought you were dead." As angry. I needed something nice and wide with a gentle curve, and I thought of the bananas sitting on the kitchen counter. I hoped my family was asleep, but in case they weren't, I slipped on shorts and a t-shirt. I could feel my thin athletic shorts sticking to my pussy lips, holding tight to the juices leaking out, and the thin cotton of my shirt clung to my hard nipples and rubbed against them as I tiptoed up the stairs to the kitchen. I grabbed a banana- slightly curved, still green and firm, about. "Oh, nothing special today" he said, "just a little show from you and then we will talk about your Mother". Peter sat in the single chair in the corner of his room, lit a cigarette and then told me to undress. I asked him what he wanted me to take off and he said that it was to be everything today. I removed my shirt and shoes and then unbuckled my belt and removed my pants. Having done so I stood quietly, hoping he would not demand I remove all my clothes, although he had already said.