.dressed in this lingerie.”She held up a matching Victoria’s Secret bra and panties. Aroused by her erotic idea, I happily played along and put th...m on. She even had me put on falsies to pad the bra. Then she had me put on thigh highs and slip into high heels. She finished off with barrettes in my hair.“Now you look like a fuckable bitch.” I looked in the mirror, and she was right.“I want you to clean up the house while I’m gone, wearing this outfit the entire time. Just be careful the. Dad showed up about that time.“Is that the horse you had in mind?” dad asked.“You actually listened to every word I’ve ever said about horses!” I said, and laughed. I was a little embarrassed, because it almost sounded like a giggle.One of the Flying B hands came down to the corral carrying a new saddle and bridle. I got down. He opened the gate, threw a nice thick Navajo blanket on her back, and then slung the saddle up. He adjusted the position, and then cinched it down. He put the bridle on. That night, her friends called to say they had settled in to their hotel and wanted to know if she found everything comfy.Julie, at 26, was very attractive. At 5' 8" and just 118 lbs. she worked out regularly and her blond shoulder length hair and blue eyes attracted more than her share of longing stares from men and women alike.Although not exceptionally busty, Julie had an hour glass figure and tight butt.It was her looks that caught Jim's eye when Julie was at the local supermarket to pick. " Brandon then grabbedthe hem of my skirt and began to lift it. With my arms trapped I washelpless to stop him. My skirt came all the way up, and I felt like thedelinquent was yanking opening a curtain, behind which my most shamefulsecret was hidden."Panties!" he shouted to his friends when he saw what I was wearing. Icould feel the cool afternoon breeze on me. My sense of embarrassmentwas painfully overwhelming; and the sickening thought hit me that thiswas it. My worst fear had been.