He always seems to want to make me look small – he usually succeeds too. But I’d love to know what he does in his lunch hour. He always shuts his ...oor and puts on the red light. I know he isn’t working because his papers are always the same when lunch is over. It’s a bit of a mystery.’ Jackie laughed, ‘He’s got internet access, hasn’t he?’ ‘Mmmm’ ‘Well, that’s it then. He’s surfing for porn!’ ‘No! ‘Betcha’ ‘Well I’d love to catch him at it, I’d really make the bastard squirm!’ ‘We can check you. After I gave myself the required enema and showered, I looked over the clothing I was to wear. Everything was white, hose, garter belt, high-cut panties and a shift that felt like there was nothing at all covering my upper body. Over it all was a tracksuit of gray, I felt a little sad when a pulled it on over the lingerie that I was wearing. It made me feel like someone that didn't want to be anymore.Next I made some coffee and toast and took it up to Sandra's room on a bed tray. Setting the. She stood up and began to pace around the room. An early date was just wishful thinking of course. It would be a miracle for some eligible guy to show up right now. She stopped her pacing in front of her window and looked across her side lawn and driveway to the figure of a young man, who sat reading a book on the porch of her grandmother's house. There was her miracle in the form of her cousin Chris.Sue had always lived next door to her grandmother; they called her Gram. And Chris, her first. . but I was mistaken. When I heard footsteps approaching slowly I could tell it was her. I was in the middle of the room facing the fireplace. I was on my knees, face down and ass up. I had on my collar and leash holding the leash in my teeth, ready to give it to her. I had my wrist and ankle restraints on and my hands were behind my back. I was naked except for the collar and restraints. There were the assortment of blindfold's, rope's, paddle's, whip's, dildo's, chains, nipple clamps,.