I like men as well as women. But I am more than that. I am also a dominant–actually, if you want to get technical, I am a 'switch'."With women and g...rls like yourself, I am a dominant. On the rare occasion, I have a male partner, I am submissive to him. Understand?" she explained."I-I think so." A lot of it comes from this job. Here at school, I am in charge of all the teachers and students. So I have become dominant in this role. But when I am with a man, my natural reaction is to submit to. We were pretty well off, Dad had left Mother a pile of money,and she had a good telecommuting job, so she was at homealmost all the time to make sure I "stayed in character". Sheused her approval as the carrot and disapproval as the stick,and because I really did love my mother, I tried to pleaseher.About this time, Mother also starting giving me "vitamins"to take every day. I started feeling a bit queasy from them,so I learned to fake swallowing the things most of the time. Icouldn't always. "Tahir sat going over the plan as he had last time they couldn't fail.The next day as they were preparing to leave Roberts stopped Tahir for a moment."I was informed a few hours ago, that the military is standing by to render aid if you have need of it. They are on this frequency, the code to call for help is raiders are a go, good luck I hope you can nail that bastard." Thanks Captain, this may take a few days you'll be the first to know when we have him here." Tahir went over the instructions. I even confessed that she would sometimes make me wait on her and several of her closest girlfriends while I was dressed that way. The whole time she made me stand at stiff attention while she lounged on the bed. I couldn't help but notice that she didn't show the slightest concern about how much her dress rode up or of what was exposed. In fact it seemed that she enjoyed letting her dress slip up around her hips so I could easily see her.