" I know you don't sweetheart, but I do. Sissy's need instructions on their appearance. Now step up here on this box and have a seat on the counter to...." she said helping him up, holding his arms."What color is that?" he asked trying to tell from the box."Max honey you worry too much, just relax. Does it really matter? I'm going to dye your hair this color no matter what you say, so what's the use of discussing it?" she said now laying him back in the sink.Max now lay on the counter top with. These are two very healthy looking, apparently successful business men. (Even off season, this place isn’t cheap.) While we were eating a light lunch and having a couple of drinks they made a few off-color jokes, which I laughed at. They also took opportunities to compliment me and I certainly let them do that as well. The truth is, I was really enjoying their company and I felt very comfortable with them. Lunch was over and I was curious what their next move would be and how they would make. I don't think I want a man to touch me, though. Any time he touched me it was to brutalize me, have me brutalize them or rape me ... he raped me a lot as the other girls started to degenerate from his treatment of them. Not so much when he brought a new one in." That's over now," I said, "and we won't let anything like that happen again."She looked at me, "You said you were like me, but different, different from him too. How?" I am a telekinetic, like you, I can move things with my mind. But I. She needed to think. Somehow there had to be a way to fix this. Bill loves her, she had no doubt of that, and she knew how much she loved Bill. Love conquers all…right? I’ll find him, I’ll explain, he has to take me back. He just has to! Amber jumped up and headed to the shower. She had to look her best when she found Bill, she would do whatever she had to, to get her man back…anything! Amber had no concept of the time when she stepped out of the shower. Amber’s beauty was about as natural as.