Once again I wonder how far Mistress is taking my fantasy. Jennifer finishes her work. I look at myself in the mirror. My face itself looks feminine, ...but the contrast of my hair and chest make me look bizarre. Jennifer has me stand, and I turn around towards the bed where Susan has been busy.Lying on the bed is a huge white dress. "White for the virgin bride!" announces Susan. They both laugh, and for the first time I realize the full intentions of my Mistress. I am in a daze, not fully. After what felt like forever, my curiosity got the best of me and I gently pushed at the door. It moved open around 2 inches. "The latch is off" I thought. I looked inside and could see the white shower curtain moving as the running water hit it. I pushed the door some more, trying to slowly open it without any telltale noise. Just as I had it open enough to creep in, the door gave me up with a distinct "creeeek"."Cassy, is that you?" Tori's voice called out. I waited, holding breath afraid to. I already knew what was going to happen…The blond guy was driving; his name was Eric. His handsome black friend was Matt and he was the first who ran his fingers up my leg… just as a kind of testing the waters. I looked up to the front as I chatted with Eric and did not push that soft dark hand away from my thighs.I started to feel a little bit horny; but still I did not want to seem quite that easy, so I pushed his hand away and told him: “No… do not do that…”Then Matt complained: “C’mon,. Beccie was checking me out too and I felt a surge of power shoot through me. I was beautiful. And as my old friend Damon used to say, fit to be a goddess. I know it was wrong and conceited of me to think such thoughts, but I couldn’t help myself. Look, I thought to myself, smiling. They all love me, they all think I am the most beautiful creature to bee seen. I could see it in Beccie’s eyes, the way Nick and Jeremy looked at me. In the envious way Katy kept glancing at me, and most importantly,.