. . you, you, you. You are so self-absorbed you've forgottenwho you're married to. Do you think I can't take care of myself? Doyou think I can't an...lyze what's going on and figure out what's best forme? Do you think I can't make sound decisions? Frankly, my dear,you're the one we need to look out for!"She stood up, shaking her head angrily, as she stalked around in a smallcircle until she came back to stand in front of me. I looked up at her,while nervously tucking my hair behind my ear.I. The couple nodded.The pink haired paralegal slumped to the floor, sitting with her back to the wall, "It's been a really bad day."They all sat on the floor and did what people usually do when they get stuck in an elevator. They got to know each other. The paralegal with the pink hair turned out to be named Tina. And she really was having a bad day. Besides the blackout, her office had been twice as busy as usual that day. She had been running around so much that her heel had snapped and she had. ..Sunday morning at 6am, she came in and untied me telling me to do mybathroom duties, put on a pair of panties and her robe and come downfor breakfast. When i did come down she was already fully dressed,makeup and hair done. After breakfast we went back up to my bedroomand she spoke,"Now my dear, today is going to be the day i see what kind of woman youare I know you have a strong feminine side and that's a plus for you.I will dress you as i want to see you. I expect full compliance withmy. I do Sheila's hair when her regular cutter can't, and she loves to talk. She said you were quite good at what you did, all things considered."I didn't ask what those things were -- the information couldn't possibly help sustain my male ego."So how is being a woman punishment?" she then asked."I'll have to do things with other men," I replied. "Soon!" Oh, you poor dear!" she replied with mock sympathy. Then, "Well, go with the flow! You may surprise yourself!" Then before I knew it Maureen had.