" We run a professional office and well we like to have beautiful woman dressed professional. "Now I was a little confused, "And how is she to dress?"...Well I want her in skirts every day. I prefer short skirts and there will be several days that I will want to see her in a wrap around skirt."I raised my left eyebrow, "And why is that?"In a confident voice Mr. Thompson responded, "Well, since you asked, I want to be completely honest with you Barry and I don't mean to be crude or anything, but. "Cathryn came on the line. "Is something wrong?" I'm here with Jeanette and we have something to ask you." Okay" We would like for you to go to the formal with us." That's so sweet. I appreciate it, but I'd be in the way."I pulled my mouth away from the phone and whispered, "I can tell. She wants to go. You ask her."Jeanette said, "It would mean a lot to both of us if you would go." I'd be the fifth wheel and ruin your good time. You should show him off. I don't want to take away from your good. Not like I'll ever get to enjoy them ifthey do unless somehow my tits grew over night. Reaching back andscratching at my bra straps was becoming a pain in the ass so I ripped itoff and threw it across the room. "Fuck this thing! It itches. Why doesshe even wear it? There's nothing to fill the damn thing out anyway?"I noticed Hailey's sleepover gear in a giant purple sack next toMadison's bed with "HAILEY" stitched into the side. This must be hers.Heh. She didn't have anything real "kinky" to. He was going to force me to marry him. He was going to beat me into obedience. It went on and on."She began to weep again and Lottë held her. At length she calmed down."Have you still got those voicemails?" Robin asked.Daphne nodded."Don't delete them. We'll use them to nail the man." OK, Dad." She did not look happy about it though. "Well the next thing was he rang the doorbell. I put the chain on and told him to go away. He said I had ten minutes to open the door and let him in. If I didn't.