!" Fred jumped at the sudden contact; then he relaxed. To my cold fingers, his cock appeared hot ... very hot. I got a firm grip on his throbbing cock..., and slowly began to move the foreskin skin up and down.He watched me intently as I stroked his hardness. His eyes were bulging with excitement. My condition was no better. My pussy was dripping profusely. It was getting more difficult with every passing second.I realized that now there won't be any turning back. I had succumbed to my lust. I. I carefully stepped into the panties and she drew them up my body overthe suspenders and the stockings. Turning around Aunty Jane produced a pair of pink satin pumps with a 3inch stiletto heel and instructed me to place my feet into them. AlthoughI had worn heels before they had not been this high and I felt unsteadywearing them. I wondered how I would get through a full day's workteetering around the salon."I have been generous with you sissy and started with a low heel for now.But by the end. "What do you mean?" I asked."This position has a very strict dress code and you must adhere to itat all times." What is your dress code?" I asked."You must wear a dress or skirt at all times, high heels and make up.We'd like you to wear nylons and a garter belt rather than pantyhose.Your dresses must be clean and pressed and your hair must be done aswell as your nails." That's not a problem," I said."Really?" Ken said, almost as if he didn't believe me. "YOU own thatmany dresses?" Yes I do," I. There's a desk that I've always liked, and I'm sure that we can use some more dishes and kitchen stuff."We talked for a few minutes longer, and hung up. I unpacked my bags and put my new clothes away. I hung the binoculars in the closet, determined to take them with me the first time I could get out for a hike on the canal trail. By then, I was ready for bed, since I knew that in the morning I would be back at the agency and hard at work on the Reaper training course.All too soon, the alarm.