He dressed in tea-shirt and slacks then went in search of his supposed ‘lady.’ He found her in the goat hut, milking one of the nannies, `Anus pat...ently sat outside the pen watching. She smiled, “feeling better, are we?” it was true he did feel a lot better, but realising his role from what she had said before the wine had struck last night, he answered, “yes, now hurry up and finish that, then get me something solid to eat, that toast was a long way back!” she looked at him like she had just. Say, you want a suggestion?" said Charlie."Yeah, for sure," I said."Do it, get your stuff, but at 2:00AM. She'll be tired, and he won't be there unless he's already moved into the house. In which latter case you gotta get a sheriff to go with you," said Charlie. "Especially if he's as big as you say." I looked over at him."Hey, that's a good idea," I said. "You must be some kind of genius. I'll do it tonight. Get it done fast and furious." You got it," he said. He wiped down the bar in front of. It was wonderful. I came home from work on a Friday evening and the house was dark and quiet – not normal. There were some candles lit and a note on the foyer table. "You want to be my sissy slut? Then go take a shower, and put on whatever you find on the bathroom counter. After dressing...go to the basement and beg to be my sissy tonight!"Fifteen minutes later I arrived in the basement living room wearing a new pair of lacy, silken, women's panties with bowties at the hips and knelt down. Colleen had another agenda, however. "Brian. Rebecca arranged for a specialist referral so Tabitha Groten and her mother can get going on that liver replacement. They are scheduled for a full workup in a few days. It looks like it will be expensive. He's in New Mexico of all places. I'm just giving you fair warning for when the bill comes. I ordered first class tickets for them." Colleen, does Tabitha need a jet to get her to the doctor? Let's have Jet Services get her to and from, and have.