I found myself staring at her: the wedding dress, as she looked in her dresser for something. And expecting me to help her change.She was so beautiful...in that dress. Too beautiful. That shouldn't bother me, but I couldn't help it: after all there had been that incident.Just one time: one night. I don't know what sort of mood got us to try it: I know we'd been drinking. And silly: we'd been silly that night. And somehow it had happened. And the next morning, I'd found myself lying in my bed,. Of course, it was not a nice motel but as a sissyDirty, sleaze motels are like home and where we belong. It was then sissies job to book hotel we sissiesCredit card and in sissies name. Also, sissy had to be there 2 hours early to check in and prepare room.Then I was to text Mistress the room number. As her sissy it is my job to protect her identity so as I said everything was in my nameAnd I was the only one people would see. Any problems are then sissie’s responsibility and only her name/. At ten o’clock, her lights went on for while, then went out. Car doors opened and closed, and her car roared off into the night. Where was she going? Images of her meeting Mutt Hayes at a local hotel came to mind, smiling at his charming conversation, excited by his wealth, intrigued by a local patrician. Maybe he should have told her about his own financial status: years of working for the Kansas City corporation as a senior executive made his Lake lifestyle possible, and he would be able to. There's a monthly schedule of events that is emailed to everybody." How many people live here?" asked Amy."Just over 2,000," answered Steve. "Town capacity will be 5,000"Monday continued. "There are a lot of small meeting rooms in 'The Mingle'. There are even rooms with beds in case you get too drunk and can't drive home. The dances and other events are also the best place to instantly hook up. A good portion of the town is there every night." Yeah," said Steve. "Me and Monday are often at 'The.