I had another shower at around five and put a loose dress on, a nice knee-length floral green dress (bad girl for life) and waited for them to arrive ...and even though I'd been waiting for them all day, the speaker on my door still scared the shit out of me when it beeped to let me know someone was pushing the buzzer on the outside door.I looked at the little image on the tiny screen and saw Sally and Steve waiting for me and buzzed them through the main door. It was an agonising few seconds. I look like a prettygirl. Uhhh....But it was still a bit cold, and there were more clothes to go. Tearingmyself away from my reflection, I separated the remainder, identifying adress and some gloves. They were beautiful, so I quickly put it all onand went back to the mirror.What a pretty picture I was. The dress, light pink mostly, had lots oflittle bows on it, and flared out past my hips with lots of lacy littlepetticoat-things. I could still see the straps holding my stockings,from underneath. He could cause me trouble for unethical treatment, but I'll just claim I was trying a placebo variant. But unless you did some serious damage to him, I doubt he'll register a complaint. He just wants some relief."I nodded that I understood. Everyone clustered around us and Ryan explained what happened. No one said anything because there really wasn't anything to say. I guess so far I was one for three. One for, one against and one unknown. It wasn't the best of odds.Ryan didn't let us obsess. She was painfully aware of the vicious jut of her oversized breasts and the conspicuous dents of her nipples. The lips of her smooth shaven pussy began to thicken and ache as much as her nipples. If it went on this way, she was mortified to think he would catch the scent of her arousal.Then he told her to take off her shift and she looked back up."But, Mister ... I'm ... I ... don't look right..."He blew a slow breath. "Mina, how long have you been living in my house now?" I guess about three.