Miss Britt Memories
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The death of Margret really hit Miss Britt hard. We were really busy in the office one afternoon when Miss Britt got a call on her private personal phone. "Hello......yes this is Mary Jane......OH LORD!......when did it happen?......and where is she now?.......I'll get back to you, I need to think for awhile.." She hung up the phone and walked out of the office and upstairs. After about an hour I went upstairs to check on her, nowhere to be found on the 2nd floor so I went up to the...
Miss Britt was on a luncheon date with Amy Weaver who at the time was in negotiations for a contract renewal with a very famous bag designer, a very large revenue base of Miss Britts product testing business and Amy had the final say in sealing the deal. When she returned from the luncheon. "Lisa dear, Amy.....MRS WEAVER...has asked me to allow you to spend saturday and sunday as her house guest as you did a few months ago Of course your aware of my negotiations to renew the bag...
A pkg arrived from Heathers Leathers one afternoon and Miss Britt opened it immediately, something she had never done before. "Oh my Lisa, Heather has sent us a box of her special toys and control items as she calls them. On her last visit with us she commented just how well I have you trained as my VERY PERSONAL assistant and offered to send me some things of interest as she called them. Well, here they are dear." As Miss Britt opened the box she took out a handwritten note and...
After about 2 years with Miss Britt she decided it was time to go out in public. "Lisa dear, I have decided it's time for you and I to spend a day shopping and lunch with one of my clients, a very special client. She is the managing editor of a very prominent ladies fashion magazine. I try to lunch with her about every 4-5 months as you know but this time you will join me and meet her face to face. I do not believe she knows you are a male so you will have to put on your best...
"Lisa dear, Margret has requested your presence at her house this coming saturday. Seems she needs someone to help clean and straighten up her closet and other things. I offered your service so saturday I will be taking you over around noon and I will not be staying. You will be in her charge as to what she wants done and I must insist you obey or punishment will be in order. Do you understand me dear?" "Yes Miss Britt......perfectly." Saturday Miss Britt dropped me at Margrets...
"But I won't ask you anymore questions, I think I know very well what your into. Is your employer an older tall heavy lady, gray hair in a bun, dressed in a purple dress?" "Why do you ask?" "Because sweetie all the time you've been here I notice the lady I just described browsing around but occasionally glancing over here as if she was watching us." "Please finish my eyes, I must be going." "I thought so, my compliments to her and her SLAVE!" With that I left and joined Miss...
Without any prior notice a package arrived from Heathers Leathers one afternoon. Miss Britt opened the box and found a handwritten note. Hello Mary Jane. My girl Yolanda designed this control outfit and I'm not quite satisfied if it will do what she says it will. Before I decide to make and market it I would like your thoughts on it. Would you please try it on your girl and see how it will control her? Use your imagination. I really don't know how to use it properly but...
I can still remember the first time I saw her. I was working CQ (charge of quarters) at the barracks and as one of the higher ranking NCOs there I had to make sure things ran smooth. I saw her walking in, this slim girl with a huge ruck sack on her back and her arms weighed down with luggage. The biggest thing I remember is her dropping a bag and having to bend over to pick it up. Lord help me I couldn't think straight! She has brown hair that you can tell takes awhile for her to tame,...
I have been watching Britt Gallak for nearly two weeks now and everything is set. Britt is 22 years old, stands 5'1" tall, about 100 pounds and a 36C-32-36 figure. Her blonde hair is shoulder length and her blue eyes shined when she smiles. She was newly married just a day away from one month. She was planning a very special surprise for her husband on their one-month anniversary. Since he was going to be home from the week long field exercise tomorrow, she was gathering last minute...
Friday at noon i waited as a black sedan pulled up to the curb driven by a middle age lady who rolled the window down and asked if i was waiting for a ride to an interview. I nodded yes and she told me to get in. Her big brown leather bag was on the passenger seat and she told me to hold it as we pulled away from the curb. After a few minutes i asked where we were going and she just ignored me so i asked again. "Its not important where we are going, just relax and enjoy the scenery....
The following monday at 9am i stood in front of the bridal shop as Bridget pulled up in a Cadillac suv, black with blacked out windows. As i got in i heard, "No talking, just enjoy the ride," and she turned up the volume on the radio. W in to meet mehen we arrived at Miss Britts house we went directly into her office and she called Nicole in to meet me. Nicole was a clone of Miss Britt, tall, little overweight, single, dedicated career girl, hardly laughed, hardly even smiles. No...
Sunday morning after breakfast we went to the office and worked until noon, then a light lunch. After lunch Miss Britt took me upstairs, told me to take my dress off, shoes and jewelry off and come to her bedroom. As i walked into her bedroom i saw a large box on her reading table and on the bed i saw a red patent long line jumper style dress, a pair of red patent knee high boots, a pair of red patent elbow opera gloves a red patent wide collar with a d ring in front and a red patent...
Everything was going pretty normal for about 4 months. I was making the transition to living as a woman, watching and copying the movements and characteristics of Miss Britt Bridget and Nicole. Bridget was helpful in that she would quietly point out small things that needed corrected such as the proper way to carry a magazine or papers. Nicole was strictly business, sometimes i thought she was hoping i'd fail and anger Miss Britt. After about 3 months it was time to get my hair and nails...
For about the first 6 months or so, Miss Britt would get a special delivery package once a month from her friend in London. I never knew what was in it although i always opened her mail, but this package i was not to touch. Turns out it would be a XXX movie filmed in England somewhere and they always had the same theme....women with women. Then one sunday morning Miss Britt spoke, "Lisa dear, after lunch today i want you to go to the attic, On 1 of the racks you will find a 3 piece...
When Miss Britt got any mail from Heathers Leathers in London, i was not allowed to open it. Strict orders. A large envelope came and laid on her desk for 2 days before she finally opened it as i sat at my desk working. It was a magazine size catalog of Heathers Leathers. As she browsed through it she smiled and handed it over to me. "Take a look Lisa, your a model now." As i looked at the catalog, it was basically mens and womens leather clothing, custom made saddles, belts,...
I was working on a project with Nicole in her office and she was really miserable and bitchy. After a couple of hours of which i was only interested in finishing and getting away from her, i noticed she had her purse on her desk and it was open. I saw a box of super tampons in her purse and remarked, "Miss Nicole, do you really use those tampons when your so damn miserable"? Nicole just gave me a dirty look, reached over and closed her purse. But Miss Britt was walking down the...
It was getting close to the end of my 3 year employment contract and Miss Britt had not mentioned if she was going to offer me another 3 year contract so i thought i better bring it up to her because i had decided i was not going to stay with her. So about a month before my contract ended, over sunday dinner i spoke, Miss Britt, my employment contract ends at the end of next month and i.......... "YOU WHAT ! apparently you never read your contract, in particular page 5 under the...
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