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Walking in His Shoes

Weeks later, the boxes came in a huge shipment. I ripped into them like Christmas Day. I scattered the contents along the bed. Inside one was a custom-fitted suit, tailored to my height but enough to mask my feminine features. Another held a pair of dark leather shoes shined to perfection. I riled through his closet and found one of his hats and a tie with which to pair the outfit. Beside those was a pile of Ace bandages to flatten my ample chest. But the more provocative item in the collection stood up in its slick black plastic—a black dildo attached to a strap on harness.

Sweet Tooth at 3AM

He turns in his seat, his hand grazing the bulge in his pants while eyeing her with the same intensity he possessed the moment they came inside the metal transport. Does this count as a first meeting? She met him through posts in a local ad. Their exchanges were filled with promises of monetary and sexual gain. It was an odd request—to buy her clothing, not for normal use or for someone else, he wanted them used, only by her.