That evening Sharon's stomach was churning with nervousness. Billy had left out the clothes he wanted her to wear and that in itself turned her own. Sharon liked the idea of being Billy's toy, for him to do whatever he wanted to her, to use her as he pleased. For some reason the young eighteen year old just made her feel incredibly submissive. Sharon put on the lacy, black, thong panties Billy had picked out, and Sharon had to admit that they made her ass look fantastic. Over top of that she squeezed into a very tight black skirt that was considerably shorter than most of her clothes, and was also slit up both sides to show off her long legs to full effect. As Billy had said early she did not wear a bra, instead she pulled on a short-sleeved white blouse that was a couple of sizes too smal
