 
Balletlover - Balletmania
written by Dep on 05.07. at 00:56:19 >>>I suddenly remembered an incident from my early jobbing life that some of you guys might find interesting. I swear on my lack of god that it's true! >>>Right after college, I found myself working for a small computer company (this was back when the TRS-80 was a big deal.) The office was small: just the two bosses, myself (I was in shipping-actually, I WAS shipping,) an in-house ad artist (who the bosses flummoxed me into thinking I'd eventually be working for, DGMS,) two or three techs, one receptionist (a living doll, as you will soon see,) and two girls who took product orders.>>>Well, Jeanne (the receptionist,) was this adorable irish woman: leprechaun-sized, funny and sexy. Lisa (the artist) was an older italian woman with legs like a gazelle, and had this habit of sexually harrassing any male in the place who'd let her (which pretty much amounted to....me.) The order-takers both had boyfriends in the Long Island fashion (which meant that marriage was the ONLY thing they thought about when they thought about men. Any wonder I can't remember THEIR names?) though I had a pretty good time good-naturedly embarassing one of them (she was in the habit of abrreviating the phrase "Company Check" as "CoCk." One day I asked her how she'd abbreviate "CU-stomer N-ot T-here," and she turned a lovely shade of scarlet...)>>>Anyway, one day Jeanne told me that she and the girls were planning something "really cool" for Hallowe'en. Boy, talk about understatement!>>>I show up for work that day, and Jeanne's in this old-fashioned black crepe tutu/prom dress, with black tights and WICKED high heels (not my thing, except that high heels are uncomfortable, and girls therefore tend to REMOVE 'em after a short time!) Lisa's in black spandex tights, and a black bustier (and at that time, they weren't nearly as ubiquitous as they were going to be when Madonna flashed hers.) But the real surprise came from the other two girls. The "CoCk" girl (just remembered her name! Joanne!) was in this lavender spandex unitard with sheer black inserts from armpit straight down to the ankles! Naturally, she wore a dopey denim skirt over it, but I've always had a good imagination...The other girl wore a red sort of peasant blouse, over red spandex pants and red, spike-heeled ankle-high boots.>>>But here's the best part: I'm talking to Jeanne (and yep, she was at my shipping desk, and those high heels were back in reception,) and I wonder aloud why a girl like Joanne would have such an outfit just hanging around the house, and if not, what possessed her to get one for Hallowe'en (I mean, these weren't costumes, just sexy outfits.) Jeanne replied that they didn't. She did. She'd invited the girls over to her house and let them put together outfits from her HUGE collection of sexy clothing! Then she showed me her Xmas card from a few years ago, which featured her and a friend dressed in full domiatrix gear, posing with a pair of flails by the christmas tree. (The inscription? "Season's Beatings.") >>>Then she hits me with the heavy artillery. She gives me this look, then says: "I really screwed up!">>>I ask "How?">>>She replies, (and I swear this is true) "I forgot to invite you! You would've dressed up in something like this, wouldn't you?">>>At the time I was such an insecure pogue that I probably wouldn't have, but maybe Jeanne saw some trace of my inner Depon, just waiting to come out. One thing's for sure, though. She's one of the few people from my past that I wouldn't hesitate to confess my fetish to today!-Depon Answers to this message:
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