I looked at myself in the mirror and twisted to one side and then the other. The skirt flared out when I twisted and then swished and swirled back aro...und my legs when I stopped moving. The cloth was heavy enough that it didn’t flare up so high that it was embarrassing. That was a good thing. The cloth sliding around my legs felt nice.I ran my hands up my stomach and chest. The tightness of the bodice had flattened out my beginner boob so much that it disappeared. Maybe if I’d been wearing a bra. "Again there seemed to be an internal struggle. I was about to say something when Shirley said, "I accept that." So, everything I tell you to do in this room is something that you will be compelled to do. Is that correct?" Not everything," Shirley answered."What limits do you have?" I asked."Shirley will allow you to control me in an effort for losing weight. She also allows you to control her to fulfill her fantasy."Sometimes, Trance Shirley's use of pronouns was a bit confusing, but I. Interesting.Anyway, I watched guys rubbing up against each other, and could see hard-ons stretching the fabric of their pants. When I saw one guy grab another guy’s hard cock through his pants, I felt an incredible heat go through me. I imagined him sucking that cock. Then I imagined me sucking it. I was getting very turned on. But I stayed glued to my barstool. I just didn’t feel confident enough to approach anyone. Next time, I figured, I’d feel more comfortable.“First time at a gay bar?”I. Being in this video was about fantasyfulfillment, and I saw that I had oodles of fantasies.Next was a medical release form, so they could treatme or seek treatment if something untoward happened.Hmmm. It also asked me to list any known healthhazards I had, including infectious diseases. Ichecked the ‘none’ box and signed the form.The last was an audition form, giving my consent torelease my audition video. I left this one blank, butsigned the model release form. If I didn’t.