The movie was still going, and she still played with herself. Getting louder.“Little sissy is getting rock hard I see! Let me take a picture of that... cum-covered sissy cock!”I heard some laughter too! Oh I wish I was someplace else!“My best friend is a fucking sissy whore! And stealing my mother's pantyhose, puts them on, and licking my mom’s panties too. Eww...fucking filthy sissy!”I heard her laughing even louder. It was so fucking embarrassing.“You are a useless little sissy whore that took. She flashed a smile, but he brushed it off.“Where are you?” he said, holding her now, but his hands no longer roaming her body. “You were ready to leave the club, and we came here to have some privacy. If you’re not willing, we can quit now and I’ll call you a cab. Otherwise I expect to get laid in the next half hour or so. So, which is it? Put your coat back on and go, or stay and get naked?” Michelle wasn’t certain what to do. She wanted to run and tell Rob she couldn’t make it work. The. Then out of the blue, Helen walked into the office. Yes, Helen the lady who cooked for Jennifer’s Party. ‘Well hello, Helen, what can we do for you,’ Ed asked. It was his office after all. ‘I need to see Maxine, if that’s okay, Mr. Martin.’ ‘Of course it is, Helen,’ I said, as I stood. ‘Would like to go somewhere a little quieter?’ ‘That would be good,’ Helen said, avoiding my eyes. She was guilty about something, I hoped she hadn’t drugged me Saturday night as well. If she had, it would be. I didn't think I was going to be able to talk my mom out of thisdecision though. In the end we found a style we liked that was verypretty, and feminine. My anxiety increased when I realized that aponytail would still show the soft curls and waves that the stylepromised to give me. But it was too late. The stylist led me back and started washing myhair. It would only be a matter of time until I doomed Brett to amiserable school existence!After the washing, she led me to a chair and started.