Candace in Counseling - Pt. 02
The waiting room was cramped and sparsely decorated. There were no pictures or posters on the wall and the only magazines in the room were old copies of Glamour. The cover models were buried in a hundred pounds of makeup and wearing skimpy outfits posing seductively for the camera. It was a strange environment and not like anything Candace had ever experienced before. Derek sat beside her patiently waiting. He had not said a thing since they had checked in with the young receptionist. She was a buxom young brunette who fluttered her eyes and made sure to push her chest out when speaking to them. But since the initial encounter, no words were spoken between any of them as they waited for their appointment. Derek had chosen the counselor and Candace had no say in the matter. Strangely, she had grown used to not having a say in some things. It had been weeks since she'd worn underwear and she'd adjusted much quicker than expected to being constantly under threat of having her smoo...