She wasn’t a shut in, but she wasn’t the outdoorsy type so we really didn’t spend a ton of time together after she is dropped off by the bus. On... day in early April she asked me to take her to the town Stacey works in to do some shopping. They have a mall and all your typical clothing stores. I thought this was odd because she usually does all her shopping with her mother but I really wanted to buy some things for my mower anyways so I agreed. We loaded into my jeep and headed to town. We got. "Yes, and it sounds as if I may have to bring my whip to keep my discourteous slave in line."Everyone seemed pleased to see him and wanted to sign his plaster cast. His presence did ease their workload a little. He could answer the phone and put the orders through but it was Stephanie that had to go out and meet a client. A job that David would normally have done."Where's my son?" The woman's strident voice reverberated around the office, almost drowning the noise of the machines."I'll tell him. "That's what you're here for, isn't it?"Standing, Renee began to undo his shirt. Her hands crept to his belt, unfastened the top button of his trousers, gently ran the zipper down.She pressed her body against his and wiggled until she felt his cock rising, jabbing against her thigh. It was distant. Although she was conscious of it happening, it roused no feeling in her. She knew why she was doing this.Not for Alex. Or Manuel. But because of what Manuel promised to do to her and Fran if she. Then came a black half slip, which swished as I walked. The lace hem ofthe slip rubbed against the back of my upper thigh, and I loved thatfeeling. I started walking extra swishy in order to maximize thefeeling... and to further prove what a sissy girl I was turning into.It was time for some serious make up! After some foundation and dusting,I put more black eyeliner and mascara on than ever before, confidentthat I could get everything removed in time for my parents to come home.I added some.