. often a stripper’s version of a school-girl or a prostitute.Raccoon eyes and bright red lipstick.A wig . . . either long and blonde or short and r...ed . . . her choice as always. Nails painted, body perfumed, and all of this after preparing my body for a long session. The final touch . . . high heeled stiletto boots. Luckily, I know I won’t be doing very much walking in them, probably no farther than the upstairs bathroom down to the basement. As for the video . . . once in a while she likes to. We live in Cedar City now.Since she is seventeen, there is a second car that used to be moms. She’s been driving dads MG. Her car was a Corolla that Susan now drives, when necessary. When she turns 18, she gets a car of her own. I guess I get the Corolla when I turn 16.It being mid-July, in Southern Utah, it’s typically in the high 80s low 90s during the day, but cools way down at night sometimes to the low 50s. The reason I’m explaining this is that Susan has decided that she is going to wear. I was 23 when I finished college and moved back in with my mom. She was still working and I moved back in to help her out with some of the bills. I now had a job working as an accountant with an automobile dealership. Mom and I had a great relationship. I had been at home with her for about a month when my aunt, Irene, moved in with her. Mom had a rather large house and had enough room for all of us. My aunt is now 80 years. She has not gotten any better looking with age. Even though she is not. I could see that there were satin sheets underneath. On one corner there were several pieces of an outfit laid out. There was a short dress, a small bra, and a plain thong. There was also a piece of plastic with a lock through it. I knew what it was, but I was desperately trying to forget. Charlotte stood behind me. She said “I am going to remove your gag but I need you to wear this.” She showed me this goldish looking metal choker. She stepped forward, reaching one arm around my still naked.