.. beings.They were small, the tallest being not quite half my height, and weredressed as if they had heard about fashions third-hand, and were trying...t out for the first time. The taller one was wearing a top hat, atrenchcoat, and jogging pants, and the shorter one was wearing a cowboyhat, a t-shirt, and pants that stopped at the knee."What the hell is going on ?" I shouted."She's so close. Not hell, but Hades," said the shorter one to the tallerone."Well, she has been away for a while," the. She came out with a pair of slightly flared linen slacks in a pale olivegreen with a side zipper. I knew at once that they were too thin and thatthe shape of my corset would be instantly visible through it."These will suit you, won't they, Tina," she smiled, and added a pair oftoning olive sneaker boots with a low wedge heel, "a nice everyday outfitfor you!" She paused. "You may remove your feeding bottle now: are youwaiting for something, Tina?" she added quietly as I felt my air supplycut. The phone stopped ringing. I cursed, then carefully examined my knee. It looked normal. As I tried to bend it, the pain increased, but remained tolerable. I stood up supporting myself on the wall, and hobbled down the corridor. Since I didn't want to flex my injured knee, I straightened my leg, and continued limping that way. Every step was painful. Finally, I got to the room where the telephone was, and lowered myself cautiously on the couch. There were two messages. At first, I leant forward. She'd worn a loose-fitting skirt with a button-up blouse, and the normal thong panty she usually wore. She also chose a front-closure bra in case Mr. Young wanted to see or play with her breasts. When Jackie walked close to Mr. Young, he asked her to sit on his lap first, and when she turned sideways and sat down on his naked legs, he reached up to her chest, cupping her full C-cup breast firmly in his hand. Jackie didn't know whether to act normal and let him know she loved the feel of a man's.