To even think right? Fran smiles and tells me, “You are completely enchanted by me are you not, my pet?” All I can muster out is an almost crying,...“Hmmm-hmmm.” Another kiss, but this one more intense, and she leads me back to our table. I guess we must have finished our dinner, left and went somewhere, but the next thing that I remember after the ladies room kiss is sitting on a couch, Fran’s lips pressed tightly against mine, her one hand against the back of my head, the other brushing over my. He moves the blows around a little, focusing on each cheek alternately, occasionally stinging my upper legs. The more he whips me, i can’t help it - the more i find myself wondering, through the pain, what is he using? It’s too sharp and focused to be a flogger, but too thick to be a singletail whip. i decide it must be a quirt, and then dismiss the topic and give in to the pain all over again. The fire on my ass is delicious, but what comes next is enough to take my breath away; he abandons. I opened the door with as much of a worried look on my face as I could and before I could say anything he spoke saying.. So this is what you get up to when you are alone you very naughty boy. I looked him in the eye and begged him not to tell my parents.He looked at me and said I wont tell if you do exactly as I tell you and I am going to punnish you for what you have done.So I agreed to do as he said and he told me to take him to my room so he could start on me.I walked ahead of him walking. He said all that?" Anne mused. "The same asshole who refers totransgender women as 'shemales'?"Danielson laughed. "A man who is astute in one area may be, as you say,an 'asshole' in another." So what does all that mean, that stuff that he said about 'plastic andfluid' and all that?"The artist smiled. "He means, my dear, that masculinity and femininityare accidental, rather than essential." You mean, gender is socially determined, rather than innate?" Yes, and, more than that, that even our.