“Like?”My hands could hardly type out my reply.“I’m speechless. Is this for Michael?”After a short delay, a reply came through.“Don’t s...ay that. I made this picture for you. Others will see my dress, but me like this is just for you.”I felt bad that I may have upset Maggie. I sent another message.“I didn’t mean to upset you. I’ve never seen you like this before. You seem to have shaved?”Maggie’s reply came through quickly.“I thought you would like it. I decided that I needed to shave more. Tears flowed out of her eyes and down her cheeks for the first time in a while at the realization of her new place in life.She laid down and felt the smooth but hard wood under her bare body. She was forced to lay with her knees pressed up against her chest as her ankles were attached to the arm of the bench beneath her and her hair was pulled into a ponytail which was then attached to the arm above her. Effectively, any movement would be impossible overnight.?Good night miss,? Harold said as. I looked over to see Maria, one hand furiously rubbing her clit, the other holding her nipple firmly, and her eyes tight shut as she finally got herself off. We all gave her a little round of applause. She looked a little embarrassed when she opened her eyes, but she was trying to hold back a giggle.I could easily have given myself a fourth orgasm, but I decided to stop there and get dressed. Just before I left the changing room, I spotted some semen that hadn't been cleaned up. I then realised. He happened to be one of the people who thought that women couldn’t be any good at the job. She hadn’t exactly changed his mind, but she did manage to make him think he might be wrong in her case at least. This argument had been rumbling ever since she started. It came to a head after about two months, her most vehement critic spouting off in front of Pops one morning. By now Pops was fed up with the whole argument. Maybe some women wouldn’t be any good at the job, but they hadn’t applied..