The outfit she wore left little to the imagination. The black jeans she wore hugged her hip well and she wore a white tank top that had SIN written in... big black letters across her breasts, causing my mind to take a turn. I felt my heart speed up as I continued to check her out. ‘Lance…’ I heard from behind me, but I ignored it. ‘Lance,’ Devon said, again. ‘You’re staring.’ ‘I’m not,’ I said, snapping out of the spell I seemed to be under. ‘You were,’ he said. I sighed. ‘Okay. I was. Shut up. 5 ft maybe 100 lbs, black shoulder length hair, nice set of tits, small waist. Had a long sleeved shirt tucked into her tight jeans with a belt and pointed leather shoes.The second girl, Abby, was wearing a sweatshirt and baggy sweatpants, flip flops, 5ft 6 in brown hair 120 lbs.I had Abby walk at a fast clip like she was in a hurry back and forth in front of the plants and trees. On the second trip Jen came through and from behind. She pulled the sweatpants down to her ankles and almost off,. Normally I would have put a move on her, but now I was just trying to get through this. I handed the card to her. ?You poor dear,? she said as she began to show me their selection of nylons and accessories. ?You really should try them on first dear.? She handed me the packages and took me to the change room. There I put on a pair of nylons and garters and a pair of very flowery thong panties. I was looking at myself in the mirror when suddenly the door opened and the clerk stood there. ********************************It was as though my wife was uncertain as what to do. For a few minutes she walked around me as if trying to decide what she wanted from this raw piece of meat that had been her husband.I waited.I felt the tip of the crop touch my back as if testing to see if I would flinch. I felt it move over my skin, testing the long bruise that had been given to me in my cell.Dominique sat on the edge of the bed and looked at what I had become. Limbs cropped to the elbows and.