Inappropriate items will be discarded, and inappropriate clothes will be confiscated or altered. Don't worry, we'll provide you with plenty of clothes...." Then she hustled us on the bus, where there were already several other girls. I took my seat next to a nervous-looking brunette who was only about 20. The cropped blonde stood at the front and said, "It should only be about a 20 minute ride from here. When we get there, the director will inspect you, and then orientation will begin." She sat. I don't know Mrs petersWell think back boy and tell meI was thinking of football Mrs petersSo your a liar as well are you boy,No miss I repliedwhere was you looking when I called you she questioned and tell the truth boy or you will be in more troubleI was looking up your skirt Mrs peters ! I'm sorryOh your sorry are you? Yes necrosis petersHow dare you do something like that , are you a pervert or something,do you do this oftenNo Mrs peters my face blushingYour a dirty little boy, what are. She asked if she could put my camouflage blouse top on. I said sure why not. I was really hoping she would shut up. I handed it to her and she said turn around and I obliged and she said okay you can look. I looked at her in it and got hard. I mean literally hard in my pants. I got close to her and I fixed the front of the blouse. I unbuttoned it down two from the top. I said that's how it's worn after a hard day. I made the comment it looks better pants less. She chuckled and unzipped. "I probably did have a few nice goodies still stashed away in my smaller commercial storage unit that might generate at least some of the needed cash. A few of the items were valuable enough that they ought to have been auctioned off with the rest of my shop stock when we split up the value of our marital estate. This stuff had all been in storage and not in the retail shop when that stuff was liquidated, so in the confusion it was pretty much out of sight, out of mind. Kelly was never much of.