It wasn’t obvious. He was more clever than most in how he hid it. Even glancing toward him now, her eyes discreetly searching across his entire form...with her peripheral vision, there was no obvious tell anymore, no bulge or tent pitched in his pants. But now she knew.He must’ve been tucking his cockhead up into the elastic of his boxers, or pressing it down into his pant-leg… or something. And I’d have been none the wiser if he hadn’t gotten COCKY and dared Steph’s feelings out into the open,. . i awoke to find myself in the strangest place, there iwas facing a wall that was a full mirror i was dressed as some female iwould dream about, i had a Blonde wig on and a black corset that hadgarters attached to my stockings and OMG i was hairless from the headdown.... i had on what looked mike 4 in heels they had ankle straps with alittle pad lock on them, if i wanted to get out of them i couldn't you seemy hands were locked in some kind of cuffs attached to a bar that hungfrom a chain. " Erin new it best to apology when ever she got a slap from her mother. What ever the reason, it was because she deserved it. Yet as she again looked around the room she still felt that awful feeling of dread."Now remember Horse-face, when the nice man comes in to talk to us, to keep that back arched, those legs crossed and to smile the whole time." Yes Mother."A couple of minutes later the door opened and in walked a seedy greasy haired man. Mother stood to shake his hand as Erin remained. Then he brought some of his questionnaire and he started the survey. He asked me, From what age you started to wear bras, Anni? I said, 14 years. His next question was what was the size at that time? I said, 32 C. He then asked me what is my age now and I said 32. What is the size now you wear? he asked. I said, 36 D. Immediately he bounced at me, So in these 18 years, your size has increased by 4 inches and a cup. I nodded. These questions were getting me hot inside as I had not had sex since.