A teacher took me into a dressing area where I got out of my clothes, and she helped me into the dress. The dress was big and frilly. The hat was like...a Dunce cap, which was all pink and had a flower tassel running off the tip. The teacher helped me put the white stockings on. She had me raise my feet, and put the slippers on. She put the gloves and necklace on me.She stepped back, and looked at me. She said I was very pretty. She went to her purse, and got out some make-up, and started to give. ’ Barbra picked up her pace stroking my now hard cock, ‘Endure huh?’ I pulled on her nipple ring a little, ‘Emmm, yes it’s just so difficult to sit there and watch you in front of me, showing me every little nook and cranny of your delicious body, your hard nipples and wet pussy. When all I really want to do is bend you over and see how long I can make you scream in orgasm.’ Barbra grinned, ‘Yeah, that does sound like pure torture.’ She laid there still stroking me. ‘You know we could have gone. .. from around 100AD.”“Peacock Patties, seasoned with juniper berries and Roman spices,” she read. “Note — A substitution has been made for peacock.”“That’s a relief,” Logan replied. “I couldn’t live with myself thinking a beautiful peacock joined the choir invisible simply to supply patties for my dinner.”Their server approached. “Good evening. Can I get you drinks?”“I think we’ll have wine with the entree,” Logan replied.“Very good. Any questions on the menu?”“The peacock patties,” Alex said,. I was really dumb that time and dont know how to proceed to talk further. She herself asked about me and also introduced about her, and after some time we both felt comfortable as we were talking and discussed about each others details.She was a local to vizag and i used to stay in a hostel.We both became too close that we used to talk hours in the mobile and as the days went on. I used to be very innocent then, for which she was really impressed.Days went on and she decided to stay in a hostel.