We wandered round a few clothes shops, but didn’t see anything that Jon liked. Well, not until a couple of hours later after I had had a few drinks. Fortunately he headed for the woods. I asked Jon what I would have to do, and when, but he just said, “Don’t worry; it’s nothing that doesn’t come naturally.”
As it was dark when we left. When Jon said, “Yes,” she told me that her name was Kelly, and asked me what my name was. This left we with no underwear, trousers, shorts, tights or leggings. I’d stayed out late with my friends once too often, and Dad could smell the alcohol on me when I got home. I woke-up with a start. I just had to keep moving, and wait for it to come down on its own. I wanted to go up to the bathroom to remove the balls but Jon told me to squat down and get them out with a finger right there in front of him. We would come back some other time and try the lace dress on. Jon carried the lead, and put it on the table in the pub, but didn’t attach it to the collar.
