"Oh please don't make me do this, Mistress," I whispered in my high-pitched voice. "No one's making you do anything, Gwendolyn," Dorothy insisted, try...ngto suppress a smile as she looked over my ripe, blushing femininecontours, "I'm just telling you that if you don't turn in a convincingperformance, we'll have your little disguise made permanent --surgically! Or you could get out of this altogether by just telling uswhere you hid those negatives. Well?"I lowered my eyes, blinking back tears of. Sound travels at about 700 mph, so I was going at least 701 mph.” I replied. Her darling face was scrunched up in confusion. “Just know I was going faster than any sounds I was making,” I laughed. Once we settled ourselves, I asked, “So, what is next? I’m not sure how this is going to help.”She gave me a knowing look before informing me, “Now, you are going to run the course in specific amounts of time. In the first couple of attempts, I will give you a five-second leeway on either side. I will. Your MasterPhillipMy wife's reply came a couple of hours later, after we had gone to bed together. Obviously, she had sneaked out after I fell asleep to respond to his order.I sighed, realizing just how far this had went, me allowing it to happen, before clicking on my wife's reply.Phillip,You won't believe this. Mike got turned on as he learned about my past and gave me permission to meet you when you are in town. He is such a caring man that my happiness is truly the highest priority in his. He would have to abandon his motor bike though. Gary winced as another branch whipped across his face. Damn it, it should have gone better, or he should have been better prepared.When he got to where the trail split off in three directions, he stopped the bike and hide it in the under brush. Retrieving a backpack that he had placed there earlier, he quickly made his way up the left trail, going back up the mountain. Finally he saw his destination. It was a little wash that ran with water down.