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She then made a motion with her hands indicating that I should lower the nightshirt and sit down. I couldn’t face any of them for the rest of the meal and was really thankful that no one else asked me to stand up and get something for them. I was sure that the back of my nightshirt was one giant wet spot. Around nine o’clock, Dianne announced that it was almost time to leave. Shelly had told me not to dress after my bath because she would be giving me something to wear, but hadn’t given me anything yet, so I was still in the night shirt. “Shelly,” I almost squeaked, “what do you want me to wear? You said you would give me something appropriate for tonight so I haven’t changed yet.” I was trembling with fear that this was all a big prank and they might not let me go with them. But Shelly put her hand on my shoulder and said, “Oh, I’m sorry, Precious, I thought you were already wearing it.” She then handed me a pullover dress that wasn’t much different from the thin, cotton, nightshirt I was wearing. “Go ahead,” Shelly said. “Put it on.” We were all standing in the living room and the window shades were all open, but I pulled the nightshirt up over my head and quickly slid the dress in place. It was different from the nightshirt in two ways. It was even thinner, and it was much, much shorter. It barely covered my ass and it was so thin that the japanese slight darkness of my areolas was clearly visible through the front where my nipples formed little tents in the fabric. “Are you sure this is OK for the club?” I asked, and the twins laughed and answered in unison, “Don’t worry, honey. Wait ‘til you see what we’re wearing.” Dianne said sternly, “We are changing at the club.” Then she gave them a disapproving look and continued, “Now you’ve spoiled the surprise.” There was a lot to be surprised about when we got to the club. To begin with, the only sign was the image of the face of a cat in blue neon over the door. One of the eyes would blink and then the words, “The Club” would slowly write themselves out beneath it in bright blue LEDs. Maybe the whole thing was LEDs, but the cat face looked like old-fashioned asian neon. There were four really burly women at the door in all black. It said “Security” in white across the front of their black t-shirts. They were very carefully checking everyone’s ID so it created a line waiting to go in the door. As we got closer, I could hear one of them gruffly say, “Membership card and ID.” I looked over at Shelly in panic. She had told me to leave everything at home, so I didn’t have anything with me. We were suddenly at the bouncers and Shelly held up a small folder with her ID and credit cards in it. She then pointed at me and said, “Newbie. She’s mine... or at least will be after tonight.” I wasn’t sure what she meant, and got even more confused when Dianne, who was at one of the other bouncers, pointed to the twins and said, “They’re mine.” Neither of the twins held up any membership card or ID. I felt something pull my arm and realized a third bouncer was wrapping something around my wrist. “That guarantees you get free drinks,” Shelly said with a smile as we walked in. Just inside the main doors were a set of restrooms... or at least that’s what it looked like at first. The State of Louisiana graded the restaurant a C, which is just the minimum to remain open. That wonderful moment hit her. 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She paused, “Wally I’m going to think about it later if they call, I’ll make my decision, would it be ok if I listen to the conversation? “The tube top was to wear as a skirt but if you’re happy to go out bottomless then that’s okay with me.” I reply by running my hand up over her breast. The way she touched me from the inside, subdued me, hurt me, pleased me. The power she had over me, and the way she used it to make me feel so good, to make me feel things I didn’t want to, to make me like the things I didn’t want to like. I’d never imagine snow would be like this. As this is not my first time here, I know right where to go to, even through my morning mental haze. I head out to Sharon with the yellow legal pad in hand. But I guess I can live with it." I closed the wooden sliding doors and locked them, because his should be working and by now. Her fears evaporated his grip then just like the night he had shown her one simple act of kindness. 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