‘I thought about you all night, but I couldn’t get back up to the bedroom and…’ ‘I slept in that closet all night!’ she hissed. ‘I waite... for you and I had to catch a ride home with Paul! Which wasn’t awkward at all…’ ‘That boy you were dancing with?’ he asked, and Rose could have sworn that she caught a tone of jealousy in his voice. ‘Yes, the boy that I was dancing with who doesn’t forget me in a closet and who doesn’t disappear for a week!’ ‘I’m sorry!’ he persisted. ‘I was just…’ ‘You. "I'm on in 20 minutes, can you help me?" She asked. I stuck my head around the dresser. "Okay." I replied. We closed a curtain hanging across the dresser. "Help me get this off." She directed. I couldn't see why she didn't do it herself, but I pulled down the tutu, leaving her standing in her blue leotards. I could see her chest moving up and down with heavy breaths. I then pulled the top of her leotard off around her shoulders and down to her waist. She was wearing a bra so I stuck my arms. "What is that crazy woman thinking?", they musty be asking.Only three yards away now. I am almost there. So close to the beginning of my task.My Master always told me how beautiful my body was, but a slave like me does not think so. I am not beautiful for others, only for him. My charms, my body is beautiful for him alone.I try my best to ignore the approving glee of boys and men tracking my progress with enlarged eyes. To me they are nothing. Trash. He's the only man on earth, my life.Yet the. She told me it was her secret den where she went with her friends and boyfriend.I was a bit naive and wasn't sure what she wanted, but then she asked if I had a girlfriend. I didn't, and she told me she had just dumped her boyfriend. She was sitting opposite me and her legs were apart letting me see the sides of a pair of white panties. Out of the blue she said I should take off my t shirt as it was warm. I slid off the t shirt and she reached over and touched the downy chest hair I was.