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Carolyn Makes Her Way (part 3)
Date: 8/13/2015, Categories: Crossdressing, Author: tvk3983, Rating: 5, Source: LushStories
with a pastel pink blouse, and knee high boots. “You called and said to come down for an interview?” “That I did,” I answered with a smile. “My name is Becky. Becky Fry.” “I'm Carolyn.” “Yes ma'am, I remember.” After asking all the routine interview questions I was fairly certain she'd work out but I needed to know what she thought about BDSM and the leather merchandise in general. “I'm not trying to get into your personal life but how do you feel about working in a place whose main clientele will be those interested or actively participating in the BDSM lifestyle?” “I think I can converse with them on pretty equal footing. I'm into the lifestyle somewhat, myself. Don't get me wrong, I'm not a sniveling submissive who begs to worship at your feet or anything. I'm more the dominant type and I know how to please my little subs.” “Really? Okay, my boyfriend is like that,” I added, “and he really knows how to keep me in line and very happy, so I guess I'm one of those sniveling submissive types.” “Now just so you don't get the wrong idea, my personal life, especially my involvement in the lifestyle, will in no way affect how I perform my job. Yes, I'm self motivated but I can also follow directions,” Becky told me. “That's very good to know. So how would you feel about wearing our leather clothing as a sort of uniform and a way of displaying our merchandise. Don't get me wrong, I'm not saying you should prance around here half naked or anything. Just show enough to get the ... customer's attention. So some of the stereotypical Mistress wear might be too much to wear at work.” “I understand what you're saying, Don't get me wrong,” Becky smiled, “I can can dress to impress with the best of them and show enough skin to keep attention focused on me. Hell, if you said I should work stark naked I wouldn't have a problem with that either.” She finished her statement with a laugh. We talked a bit longer, discussing pay and benefits and the like, just as Judy and I had done earlier. Finally I sent her to get familiar with the merchandise and try on some clothes. I looked out across the store and found Judy wearing a vest held together only by vest extenders and a very short leather skirt. I'm sure Mike would approve of how she looked in them. “I see you met our neighbor,” I said as I approached Judy. “Yea, I went over there to see if they carried any shoes in my size,” she replied and pointed down at the five inch black stilettos she was now wearing. “Very nice,” I said, complimenting her choice. “You look really sexy in that outfit.” She blushed and smiled, “Thanks. I hope it's not too revealing.” “As long as you don't bend over too far and you keep those extenders on.” “Oh, I'm wearing panties, kind of.” “Kind of?” “Well, I'm wearing a g-string.” “Oooo, I just love those tiny things,” I laughed, “but really, I don't care if you have on panties or not as long as you don't intentionally show off your goodies,” I told her, emphasizing the word intentionally. Judy ...