The image in the mirror was of a bed. The bed and the room was dimly illuminated by several candles on the top of the hand crafted oak dresser, which ...rested on the right side of the mirror, and by two small flame bulb lamps on each of the matching twin bed tables. A small clock showed the time in glowing red numbers, three inches in height. ‘02:35 am’ The bed, which sat like a queen in the center of the north wall of the room, was a heavily built furnishing, covered by three sets of objects…. "You'll see. Put on your slutty schoolgirl outfit with your white thigh high stockings, and your 4 inch heels. I'll be there in a half hour" Yay! I love that one!" I exclaim."Be waiting outfront" you command."But Mistress..." No butts sissy, this is what you want - and oh, yea, don't forget your plug. The large one" Yes mistress"40 minutes later, I am outfront of my apartment complex trying to hide in the shadows. Given my height and the heels, I am attracting a bunch of attention. You chuckle. I told her she looked great and with that she went out the door to go to the pub and meet the girls, still chuckling at the effect her legs had on me. The 'girls' were the women she worked with at the factory, making small parts that would no doubt end the war someday. When she came home I was in bed reading. She knocked on my door and came in. She was a little tipsy. "Hey Yank! Can you get some more pairs of stockings for the girls? We'll pay you for them." she half whispered, standing in the. Anju was one of those girls that developed earlier than most girls in the breast department. Not that she is big in the bust just a bit big for her size. I and Anju are now a very good friends. One was always at the others house whenever I visit Goa and my in law’s house. She hardly ever left the house at all. In fact she hardly came out of the house. That was fine with all of us.One day, when we (me and my husband) were in Goa for holidays, my hubby was sitting in living room with his parents.