And he pulled his arm away."There. Now that wasn't so bad was it?" I was crying. The pain may have stopped but now I felt used and humiliated. He lift...ed my head and wiped away the tears from my eyes. He then kissed me again. I didn't want him. I needed him. His tongue pushed into my mouth and began exploring it. I moaned into his mouth. I was completely enveloped in his feel, his taste, his scent, and his hands. They were moving up and down my waist, leaving fire in their path. He pulled. Because I know your shy, I go back in the rooms with you so I'm the only one to see you as a girl. I'm changing in the stall next to you so we can be surprised at how sexy we both look when we come out to show each other. We buy some normal girl clothes, skirts and tops and whatnot, before we move on to the sexier things. Knee and thigh high stockings, some with bows some with lace, solid and fishnet. We try on corset tops and garter belts, sexy panties and matching bras. Of course, I but mine. If not, well, I'll still be happy working where I am right now. After all, I'll see you every day."It took a lot of will-power not to blurt out that Shirley's job was in jeopardy, but I didn't. "Do it for me?" I'll split the difference, Jim." Shirley came back into the bedroom, opened up her top drawer, and pulled out a bra. "There."I sighed, and hoped my hypnotic request for her to be ready for her interview was still in effect. "Do you want me to drive you there?" I asked.Shirley answered. We left County Seat at six and arrived on the mountain at 8:30. "Well Mary Ellen I certainly hope you have an invitation. I would hate like hell to be forced to turn around and drive home." I said."Not to worry Porter honey, you are the invitation," she said with a smile."Oh that sounds rather interesting," I suggested. The Brit and Jeremy followed behind. "So how did you know about this party." There is always a party in Mountain home. The question is only what is your perversion of choice..