He takes her for a ride

He didn't say anything else to Dawn for awhile as they sped out of the church parking lot and down the road. The stereo played some crazy drum music as they drove into a considerably worse part of town. Dawn fidgeted nervously, wanting to ask many questions but unable to decide which one should be first.

Ten minutes later they were in a neighborhood that Dawn didn't recognize. There were alot of poor people around here, mostly blacks. The car turned down an alley and proceeded to the back of a building. She looked over apprehensively as he stopped the car and put it in park.

"We're here," he announced. "Doc Lemale wants to meet you. It's a great honor."

Dawn nodded, trying to imagine who Doc Lemale might be; probably a gang leader, she thought. "Okay, so I should get out now?" she asked.

"Like I already told you, you're gonna need to take off that hot dress," he explained with exasperation. "Now!"

Being assertive and powerful was a new role for Dawn, and by the time she realized she should probably protest she had already reached behind her and unzipped the dress. The straps fell from her shoulders and into her lap, and her big milky-white breasts were exposed as the dress fell away. Dawn glanced sideways through a strand of blonde hair to catch his reaction. He studied her with interest.

"This dress is tight-fitting," Dawn explained red-faced. "It's like a built-in bra. I just don't like the underwire..." Her voice trailed off as he sneered slightly. "Sorry," she blurted, quickly sliding the dress off from her hips and down her legs, leaving her wearing only thong panties, a garter belt and stockings. "There, the dress is off." She nervously tucked her hair behind her ears before folding her arms loosely across her large naked breasts as she awaited his next instruction.