Was that a muffled chuckle I hear, I can’t tell the blood is pounding in my ears. “Did you get the envelope”, I replied almost silently “yes M...ster”. A pause……..then Master says “Michelle, I want you to submit, repeat the word to me”. I do not reply, my ears again, the blood is pounding, loudly. “I said repeat the word to me, Michelle”, “submit, I submit master”. It barely squeaks out of me, yet everyone hears it clearly. Thompson takes the phone quickly, and says “yeah John, no worries,. To add to the sweetness, he had purchased some cosmetics and applied them the best he could. Looking at himself in the mirror, he liked what he saw. Honestly, he looked like a cheap drag queen on a bad day, but not too far from nice."Maybe in the dark no one would notice!" he laughed to himself.After leaving the note in the journal for Stephanie, apologizing for the tattoo and explaining the dress out, Stephen went to sleep for six months.He woke up at the dawn of the next solstice, feeling. Thus each morning Lady Amelia and Jacinta would spend the morning bathing, grooming and dressing in long gowns of silk, velvet and lace until it was time to be escorted to the court of her father.Amelia looked to the sundial that sat upon the nearest windowsill in her stone tower. As a child she had chosen the tallest tower in the castle for her bedchambers, to give her the greatest view of the Arrowthorn mountains and the pass between the great peaks. For it was the sole route through the. I began reading books and gathering information on websites and got started by crushing up Feminique and Triple Strength Mammary and putting them in Mark’s food and drinks without his knowing. Mark had a body I knew would convert with relative ease, average weight and height, strong but not over muscular. He had a sex drive that wouldn’t quit, was very masculine and was somewhat condescending toward women. These are all traits combined that told me Mark was the perfect person, the one I would.