He missed the way she felt in his arms and could hardly wait for Sunday to get to her. Well here, it was Sunday Jeff was on his way to see his only l...ove Julie. He was a good driver at least his father thought so and that was all that really mattered as far as the car was concerned. He had three hours to think about how Julie and him would react seeing each other after three long weeks. He wondered if she made any new friends or a new boy. The other men around him had a good chuckle at his expense."Now if you're through being an ass with your wild stories let me help you to the infirmary," said Ariel with a smile.As she helped him up she called over to another man to help him as well, and they both took him in to be looked at.No one at that point ever tried to tell another wild story about her. Or if they did they made darn sure that she didn't hear about it.Once the events of the day were through Ariel returned back to their. And if I did not do exactly what she said, she was going to callthe police and my parents immediately.So she dressed me all in black. Panties, garter belt, fishnetstockings, padded bra, lace blouse, micro-mini, and stiletto heels. Sheput a blond wig on my head and made my face up with everything from eyeshadow to bright red lipstick. When she was done, she gave me a mirror.I was not a bad looking girl, but I could barely walk in the heels. Sheproduced a Polaroid camera and took a couple of. That primal feeling, that thing inside, that beast that you spend your whole life denying its existence, and when it tries to creep out and you want to let it out and ravage this girl in front of you but we’re in bar and—“Troy.” She leaned forward and rested her hand on my thigh. “It’s okay, Troy. I am yours. I am here for you. Don’t be embarrassed, don’t be ashamed. For god’s sake, be honest with yourself, be honest with me. Whatever you want to do, I will do with you, alright? Tell me, Troy..