He simply had to find someway out of this new relationship.But, life continued as it had been. Then one evening several monthslater there was a knock...at the door. "Answer it sissy," came thecommand. Dutifully, Don, in his house dress, stockings and balletslippers, answered the door. Opening he found a tall heavy set man whoasked for Mandy.Don showed him in to the livingroom where Mandy explained, "This isRobert sissy. Since your cock is caged up so that you can no longersatisfy me, I. I’m a photographer and do some online content.” He held out a card. “This is a website address I have set up for potential models. There’s a place on the page to enter the code I wrote on the card. I hope you’ll give it a look.” “Model?” she muttered, accepting the rather plain card, which was simply text with his name, a website address, and his handwritten addition. Though she had a positive self-image, model was not a label she would have ever placed on herself. “Just give it a look. The. " Everyone but me," Eric pointed out."You'll be alright," Joey said reassuringly. "We shielded our mute first officer through three attacks without a problem. And the Borg probably won't even bother with you since you're not part of the crew."Computer, how long until we're in range of the Gaylord?" Joey queried when Eric didn't immediately ask another question."Fourteen minutes, forty one seconds," the computer replied."Come on," Joey said when he suddenly noticed Eric's clothes. "We need to. Not even an order, really. Just a statement of fact. She'd been keenly aware of the moisture growing between her legs as he led her hand-in-hand from the coffee shop and towards the elevators. Inside the hotel room, he'd told her to stop & remain still. It had felt like a river between her thighs then, and a flood when he'd slowly pulled up the hem of her dress to reveal her plump ass. Found it hard to keep from squirming as his fingertips brushed over the skin of her rump. Even harder to.