I did sneak another outfit but just for a few minutes, a pencil skirt.They were also popular at that time but not like the poodle skirts. Theywere thi... and tight, especially at the waist and hip but did not flowout like the poodle ones.My sister had one and looked great in it. Just for a joke one day whenno one was home I gave it a try. I just put on the skirt without anypadding to give me hips but I did put on a bra with the cups filled withoranges. The skirt was below my knees; it was some. Johnny is a brutal sadist and I live for the near death experiences and the exquisite pain he gives me. No one has seen me for years, I belong to Johnny completely now. I know it is time to write my story, I know that soon he will finish with me and my life will be over, it doesn't matter that no one understands this, but I welcome that ultimate moment of release and I am ready. Last night we came so close to the end, my own sick pleasure almost sent him over the edge. Last night I lay in. There was a huge wet spot on the sheets and Franziska’s smooth slit was plump and glistening from both hers and Sasha’s bodily fluid. She actually smiled at me and asked, “Could you please get me a towel?”I did not even say anything. I just walked over to the linen closet and pulled a towel from it and brought it to Franziska. She took it from me and I watched her wipe her delicate private area clean. As she did, I felt my cock lengthening inside my pants. Her pussy was scrumptious, and I. 'We will survive' was the response.'Query' was all that Deborah asked, Manny covered his mouth it alwaysamused Francine how Debbie and machines get along, the holoscreen shown atechnical image of his new brain.Annette cut in: "Look at it, this is nothing like Francine's, norManuel's it's female but it is new."Deborah sighed, Manny was shocked by the discovery and the he was hit bysomething he never felt before, he felt immense pain and visibly spasmfor under a minute and then completely shut.