She looked a million dollars, her very slim waistline accentuated by the apparel. Walking towards me from the Veranda she seemed to glide like a Swan....almost surrelistic. We kissed each other, her lips sooo soft and sweet, her eyes dancing with amusement as I gave my usual blush. ‘Do you do that all over, David’?, she asked with some amusement. ‘Really cannot help it, Karen, every time I either see, touch or kiss you, I feel like melting inside and wan’t to hold and protect you ooooh soooo. I remain convince that I would now be an owned sissy serving who ever he wished me to.A few months later (in 2015) I made contact with somebody who lived close to me. We chatted on here for a while, then he would phone me ( actually he had me phone him) and we would chat about what we both wanted from each other.We made arrangements to meet.I was to meet him and dress as he instructed. I was to shave off all my body hair. I was to wear a pair of flimsy shorts, no underwear, and a light t/shirt.. Other than hitting an air pocket while applying makeup the job was simplicity itself.Santa began to smooth her skirt and I emerged from my reverie and remembered I was the host here and offered Santa the traditional milk and cookies. Hefting the pack of gifts over her shoulder, Santa followed me into the kitchen, where we talked for what seemed like hours. The same magic that hid the beard shadow evidently worked on clocks too, as the hand of the clock over the stove never moved the whole time. I had forgotten just how much fun it could be with a group who wanted to keep the volleys going as well as score points. Some of the ladies had brought and were playing in bikinis or sport bras and gym shorts like me.I guess they had Googled the area and found out we were not that far from Lake Victoria. When things settled down I am sure they intended to check it out.We had a good game going when I noticed I had guests; Ambassador Fauntroy, his wife and three daughters who were all in their.