" Oh you will my dear, the look on that poor tormented soul's face, oh yes, next time you bring her to me and I'll show her something she will never f...rget." Miss Cathcart suggested. "That new strapon where you pump it up?" Yes, the seventy seven ninety nine one," Shelly said, "And the reservoir fits," Don't be crude dear," Miss Cathcart smiled, "On second thoughts, perhaps, perhaps you could do the honours while I check the books?"Shelly gulped, the honours, she knew exactly what Miss Cathcart. Ashamed at myself I knew that I was lucky that we had been in that accident when we were or by now I would have been the company whore.Shaking and crying, I sat in my kitchen wondering if John would ever be able to forgive me. My undoing had been neglect, but not neglect on John's part. It had been neglect on my part in trying to have a better relationship with the man I had loved for so long.The ringing of the phone brought me back to the real world."Hello?" Sue... I... look, I know that I've. The sissy slave was againstanding upright, arms pulled taught above her head, tears streamingdown her face but make up perfect, the Mistresses to either side ofher, all I could think was how hot she looked, perfect breasts and herfeminine face with perfect make up, if you didn't see her lockedclitty you would never have thought she was once a man.Mistress White's voice pulled me from my trance as she laughed andsaid "I thought you was straight, yet you find her attractive." Idropped my head in. My ex boyfriend had taken me to his friend’s house to loosen up his nerves or something like that. There was a bombardment of people as we entered through the front door. It was a small one story house and the living room was obviously crowded. Pat and Timothy raced up to meet Jared. I recognized both of them. It had been several years and it was strange to see their old faces. They were both shocked to see me as well and embraced me immediately; forgetting how awkward that would be for me in.