I hear my sister’s voice falter. ‘Nineteen, Master,’ I say louder. Master strikes one more time and we cry out, ‘Twenty Master, thank You Mast...r!’ Master drops the paddle back down on the bed and goes to get a drink. Sitting down, He looks at us still in position, panting and sweating. ‘Lay down on your backs, and legs open bitches. Make sure the clamps stay in place.’ We both sit up together, and looking at each other we try to work out how to lay down as Master has asked without causing each. ’ I arrived first, and although there was hardly anyone there, I selected an out of the way table near the beach. As I sipped my Manhattan, I saw Norma Jean standing at the door to the deck-like bar. At first I didn’t realize it was her. What caught my attention was a very athletic, tanned woman, with the longest legs I could imagine. Her legs were those of a runner, as they flexed walking… walking toward me! My eyes moved up, drinking in the sensual sights, round tight hips, a flat belly with. No onetold you to think at all. And finally," he said with his teeth clenched"you are a Fucking Sissy!"I should have known what my father wasn't being nice.I was crying again.My father said, "Now stop crying, go fix your makeup, go out there andshow everyone how much of a sissy you are. Remember to smile I wanteveryone to think that you are a happy girl, not the smile you do whenyou curtsey either. I want to see those braces, also don't forget tocurtsey when you are introduced to people. You. That was a potential issue. Several potential issues.So I asked Roxanna straight out where things stood. She didn't know, which was scary. The relationship between Sheila and CC was bad enough, but Roxanna would be sharing a room with CC. Sheila would be both her boss and my wife. Behind everything was the Francine factor. I would not blame anyone for being intimidated.I spelled out my thinking. Setting things out in the open often makes them less threatening. The first issue was Roxanna's new.