He then hit on an idea to make it a bit more fun. He stripped off all his clothes and went to his sissy wardrobe. He took out the very skimpy maid uni...orm, tights, and a pair of pink panties.Soon he had changed and then went to his toy chest and took out his thick collar that restricted the movement of his head. Finally, he put on heels and locked a chain between them.Slowly moving to the kitchen he ran the hot water and washed the dishes, a task he normally hated. But doing it in his sissy. They had brought him home while he recovered from his injuries.John smiled and went to the pool room. He removed his robe and dove into the pool. He started swimming laps, taking an easy pace and enjoying the motion of his body as it slid through the water. The repetitive act of swimming allowed his mind to swim through waters of a different kind. One of the things his mind worked on was Ed’s possible reaction to Leroy. Ed had never said anything racist in his company, but there was a lot of. I wanted to go to the American Museum of Natural History since my major was geology. Madison was an art major and wanted to go to MoMA. I caved. She was already pissed at me so there was no reason to make it worse. It was MoMA. We really had a good time in the museum. Madison enthusiastically explained some of the pieces and something about the artists. She knew her art. For me, it was mostly abstract experimentation with little redeeming value but then I am a scientist. As we left the. ‘What a slut! Did you get a good look down her blouse?’ ‘No, I uh…’ I stammered. ‘I wonder what perfume she uses,’ I said, trying to change the subject. ‘Skank Orgy,’ Jennifer snapped. ‘By Cheap Ho’s International. You want me to get some? Then you could pretend it was her while we make love.’ I chuckled uneasily. ‘I wouldn’t trade you for a dozen like her, Sweetie. Even if I wasn’t already hopelessly in love with you.’ Jennifer put her hand on my thigh, looking somewhat appeased. ‘If she.