To our generation, not being around when the supposed incidents that led to its infamy took place, these protests seemed laughable and worthy of the t...bloids. Demons, monsters, Jack the Ripper... everything was said to have inhabited the dilapidated structure. There were even tales about how the townsfolk had tried to set it ablaze, but it refused to burn. Silly stuff of legends.What we did know about the place was that some sixty years ago, my grandfather, two women and three sheriff's. Its soft glow bathed the room in a gentle light. Next to the sink, Melanie had plugged her iPod into a small pair of speakers. The sound of waves washing against the shore echoed off the walls. Her clothes were folded neatly in the corner next to the door.A lump formed in my throat when I looked over at the big jacuzzi tub. Melanie's head was the only part of her that was visible. The tub was filled with bubbles. A folded washcloth was under her neck. A butterfly clip held her hair up. Her eyes. " She doesn't move, just continues to lie there. "Ok, here goes."I yank the drapes open and the morning sunlight streams in hitting Ashlee right in the face. "Aaaaah, THE SUN! IT BURNS US! IT BURNS US!" She tries to find the sheet and roll over away from the window but I'm on her and keep her from rolling over."I knew it. I knew you weren't sleeping. Time to get up!" I start tickling her and she starts to move around trying to get away from me. She goes one way and I got with her."All right!. Won't that be sweet?" Yes, thank you Mistress Divine." I curtsy in response.. hell I've beenpassing as a real girl for two years now."I think you should still wear it though princess," she steps up close tome and slides a gloved finger under my chin, "Next to a collar, there'slittle to compare to a tight corset to make a sissy boi feel owned." No.. no Mistress Divine." I flush slightly and realise she's beendrinking.. quite a lot from the slight slur in her voice. Also the factshe's leaning in.