Well I begin by telling him about my job and how I flirt with the wealthy men to get bigger tips, it is the best job I can get and actually pays prett...y good so that I can keep Sarah in a private school. The next part I have genuine difficulty telling him and he quickly picks up on my nervousness. He tells me that I don't have to explain but I reply that no I want to tell you because no one else knows the real story. As I begin I notice that he is no longer looking at my legs but into my eyes. One pair of grey tights, a pretty whiteblouse, almost sheer, a red bow tie, and some flat black shoes that Donfound very girlish. What Don liked best was the skirt. An off-whitepleated skirt that reached almost to his knees. He liked the sensation.He had never tried on a skirt before."Look in the mirror, my dear. Isn't it great? How do you like youruniform, young lady?"Don murmured that he liked it. "But I can see my bra through the blouse." You are correct, my dear. It would be best to. ‘Please.’ ‘I can’t,’ she whispered and started crying again. ‘I just can’t.’ ‘Why?’ She pushed me away, opened the shower door and stepped out. ‘Because you’ll hate me that’s why! You won’t want to touch me ever again!!’ She put her face in her hands and began to weep. I stepped out, took a towel and started drying her back. I pulled one arm away, dried it off and then dried the other arm. I knelt behind her and rubbed the towel over her cute butt. I followed up with each leg. ‘Turn around,. I pointed down the row of doors, showing 5 fingers. Ed nodded and got back to Mike and Bob.DAY ONEDoor #5 was unlocked and I entered. A few seconds later Marcy appeared, totally nude.“You must be Z. Please remove your dress and shoes.”“Okay.”I folded my dress neatly and put it in my suitcase. My shoes went into a plastic grocery bag and then into the suitcase.“Welcome to SU. I’m Marcy, the ‘house mom’. That means that I am here to listen to any issues you have. I’m also good at resolving.