The shorts got much shorter. The skirts and dresses got higher. The tops got lower and higher showing off more of my boobs and my belly. The bras got ...pushier. The panties went from boy shorts to thongs. The makeup got heavier.I went from the girl next door to the hot girl next door to the slut next door depending on the day and Caleb's mood. Initially, I dressed up only for him and it felt fantastic. I felt desired, empowered. I was somebody else. Caleb really loved and wanted me, or so I. I had checked into an adult motel the night before and booked for two days so I had a lot of time on my hands. The night before I had pranced around in front of other guests, both men and women, dressed in sexy women's clothing and had a wonderful time but, as usual I didn't get off; instead I satisfied several guys. This, of course, made me extremely horny and in the past I would masturbate to relieve myself but since I had another night to go I didn't want to do that because I was afraid it. Too bad you forgot to ask," I replied.She chuckled, and then crawled over to me. She kissed my left nipple once and then kissed me on the lips again. Obviously by then, the ship had sailed on me being repulsed. She began licking my nipples and that titillated me, quite quickly. I moaned slightly, and there was a wet spot right under my pussy already. She noticed and seemed to like that."Damn, I picked one feisty lady," Amy said.She picked? What did she mean by that?"You picked me?" I. 'Did she know I had an erection?Can my mother know this by just looking at my face?She then gave me her file and the bottle of nail polish and told me tokeep it in my room on top of dresser where I could freshen up my nailswhenever they needed to be touched up.I don't know why, but it seemed the right thing to do so I took thenail file and polish from her as it was the first (of many) 'gurly'items from my mom to me.I think, however, I will keep the nail polish and file inside of my topdresser.