Istill live at home while I'm going to school at City College, and they'dnever accept me as female, so I have to keep my real self a secret untilI can...afford to live on my own. It sucks, but it's my only real optionfor now."Bradford was dumbfounded. "So you're really a guy? You look sobelievable as a woman! It was all fake?"Boy Ginger seemed offended. "You're thinking about my amazing titsagain, aren't you? They are still here; they're just strapped down.There's nothing at all fake about. “Umm,” she replied, looking away, “well, a little longer. I think it’s more like two or three days, depending on the size of the person. With Alex, Ms. Bell and Melissa we used full on injections so the volume of blood was significantly greater. I mean, one drop versus half a syringe is pretty significant. It takes a lot longer for one or two drops of blood, which is all these reservoirs can hold, to reach critical mass.”“Ok. I think we are going to need some help on this. Maybe we can ask. Then Candy realises what has changed. She is no longer bound; she is no longer full. The ropes and the butt plug are gone. Confused, Candy tries to clear her head as she looks around the dark room. What has happened? Where is her lover? Sir?Slowly, Candy pulls herself to her feet, her tender body complaining and aching as she moves. Never has Candy felt so . . . abused after a fuck. Candy grins as she realises how much she loves the feeling; how lucky she is to have found Sir. Candy knows she. I still though I should keep things slow then only I could have any chance of fucking her. As I was staying alone and my cooking skills being really pathetic I asked her after work to cook for me. I told her to come at evenings on the weekdays and for weekends after she is done with chores then she could get on with her cooking. I told her she could get all the ingredients required and I would pay for it and also pay her good weekly wages. Even though slightly reluctant initially she finally.