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Looking through her wardrobe she decides to wear for the second time only the hot pink lycra micro mini shorts specially designed for her after Lani's models manager Manuel took her measurements in preparation for her Companions' Corner modelling assignment.

When she walked out of Lani's beauty parlour that day after being pampered and dressed for the occasion with her 'faraway parents' Bruce and Beverley, the body hugging thing between her legs seemed to catch everyone's eyes.

Looking into the mirror she knows why. It sits so low on her pelvic bone there are only mere inches of depth in them as the elasticised top runs a mere fraction above her pubic bone and the leg section is level with the bottom of her short length pussy. It's more like beach wear than street gear as the lycra is typically clinging to the skin, so tight, so thin and ever so revealing.

However, there are very few places she can wear such an outfit and when she drives to the hypnotherapists' address just an hour before nightfall, she won't have to parade it in front of anyone. She loves the outfit as it's so cheeky and it fits her so well it's a shame she can't' put it on going to the supermarket but figures that maybe one day she should do that for fun. She feels relaxed wearing it to him because he's a professional and Lani has briefed him on what kind of work she does for them and how she often dresses for occasions. He may as well see her as she's supposed to be for them.

She picks out her diamond shaped soft pink satin button up shirt that's identical on the back, allowing lots of bare flesh on her sides and a six-inch gap to the top of her shrunken-like shorts. The all-over tan given to her for her Saturday night Companions' Corner jaunt with Bruce and Beverley will stay good for another week, making her entire body face to toes radiant in a complexion slightly darker than her normal lightly tanned look.

She puts on her matching hot pink joggers and short pink socks, clips her pet slave bracelet to her left ankle, straightens up her gold chain necklace and adjusts her twin pigtails to look tidier. She then brushes her teeth and applies her satin look pink gloss to her full lips before jumping into her little Toyota for the 25-minute drive to the hypnotherapist to be there by 5.30 pm.

The address is smack in the middle of a middle class suburb and it's a private house with a security gate doorbell alongside a wide iron gate driveway that hides a timber two-storey house set well back from the road but very close to the neighbouring house.

A small metal sign near the letterbox reads Dr JG Dalliance. She rings the bell and sees the pedestrian gate swing open long enough for her to get inside quickly. Alice strides up a wide pathway flanked by cropped hedges until she reaches the front door of the house some 200 feet from the front gate.

Another bell, another short wait, and then it opens and a solid built tall bearded man about 40 years of age appears smiling at her. "You must be Alice," he welcomes, looking past her shoulder to see if anyone is with her. "I'm doctor Dalliance, your friend Lani was in touch with me most concerned about you. Please follow me."

She simply nods and follows the man who seems twice her height but is really 6 feet 3 inches tall. He leads her into a massively large study with bookshelves on one wall and at the farthest wall a huge home entertainment system capped by a 12 feet wide by 6 feet high screen. Various artefacts are dotted about the place making it more cosy but business-like.

The room is so spacious even his extra width office desk seems dwarfed.

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