She peeked her head out from inside the closet and, as I stood in themiddle of her bedroom, said:S: Sweetie, you look great, but that is no friday ni...ght outfit. Down toyour panties please, strip! come on! We still have a lot to do before weare ready.What had I gotten myself into? Ready for what? I said to myself as Ifollowed her orders. I stripped down to my white panties and sat on herbed to wait.The moment my ass hit the mattress, she came out of the closet and uponseeing her I sprang back. Her hair is shoulder length and black, and as she tosses it to the side, to get it out of her face, a brief note of recognition flashes in my mind. But it is forgotten as soon as it appears. Then I take in her partner. This one is clad in a low cut skirt that doesn't fall much lower than the dress of her friend. She also has on a spaghetti strap top, much too small for her full upper body figure, and, as a result, flashes a great deal of her stomach and cleavage. Her dark red hair cascades. Things would constantly distract him, bringing His mind back to the Sweet Nymphet of his Dreams, He was wondering down an empty street, in the Heart of the city, looking at each building he passed. Restraunt after Restraunt, Bank after Bar, when finally he had approached a Dance Studio, A Ballet Studio. Which was cozily tucked away on a quiet streetcorner. It had see through glass windows, He peered inside. When he did, it was to his great Suprise and Pleasure to what he had found! A young. Years of seclusion left her with a hunger for the outside world and although her parents were stubborn, they could see the seriousness in her eyes when she threatened to move out on her own.The nightmare didn't end there for her parents, as the only school with availability on such short notice was a public school, with a particularly bad reputation."You'll get your wish" her father had told her "But every day you need to report to us what you've learned and who you interacted with"His voice.