Hell, I ain't got nothin to lose and probly not many days left to ask. So, tell me, what WUZ you doin in heah before I got on? I mean egzactly."Ann wa... visibly shocked and slyly admonished, "Now Art, that's none of our business. Just be happy I'm not one of those prudes who'd report these obviously playful people. Your surprisingly revived libido is a VERY good sign. Hell, I'll wipe and even wank 'little Art' for you when we get you home. I believe it's good therapy." Well Art, I guess there's. "Peter, I am talking. Francesca to earth, are you receiving?" "Sorry baby, I was in my own world."Still handling the strap- on she smiled knowingly, glancing downward provocatively."Of course, Peter this could never match Freddy, but it will suit the purpose don't you think?"That's what she called my manhood, my work of art - Freddy. Like I called her feminine delight, where all us guys came from and forever want to get back inside; 'Cherry.'She loves to tease with phases like; "Cherry want for. "Believe it or not, I lost a stupidbet earlier this summer. The loser had to be the winner's maid fortwo whole months. Debbie's been holding me to the bet -- making medress as a woman and working me like a dog for the past three weeks.I'm stuck like this for the rest of the summer." "Whoa, that's harsh," Stan said, shocked. "Why is she treating youthis way?" Frank shrugged. "I don't have a clue. I'm starting to suspect sherigged the whole thing to turn my summer into a living hell, but Ican't. I arrived at Mount Juniper on a tuesday in early spring. I unpacked my belonging from the back of my tiny U-Haul and headed inside. I didn't know what to expect as I opened the door, a decaying ruin or a shell picked over by vengeful family members. Pushing the large double door aside I found an altogether well kept Manor House. The grand foyer was majestic, a large crystal chandelier hovered overhead and just beyond was a massive stairway that lead up to a second tier which had smaller stairs.