Here again, I was at a crossroads what to do about my hair;I had the body and the makeup right. I decided to go to the salon as awoman and get the sam... style. I got a man's wig in my former style whenI was forced to be in class as a man. It may be a bit of overkill but Iwas getting an eye for detail, this was a habit that I feel wasessential to the transformation work I was deeply into. Let my digress,I am a girl who's parents had money, and I liked to feign that I hadgood breeding; my short. She starts to rant about how I have to leave games behind and how I should be looking for every opportunity to serve my Owners and how this is a great inconvenience and perhaps they will just have me spayed if they do not want to have me breed.Have me spayed? Like a cat? Breed from me? Which is worse? I stand before Neena completely aghast at what she is saying! I begin to feel very cold and sick and afraid. I stare at her with my mouth open. I thought she was vaguely on my side, as my Trainer.. "Where's Lynn?" Harold asked. She couldn't have gone home; it hadn't been an hour since they'd gotten back."She's by the pool." She seemed nervous. "Daddy, I have a confession," What's wrong, Pumpkin?" I went over your limit. I spent about a hundred and twenty dollars." Heather, you know I was very specific," Harold told her, his pulse suddenly racing."I know, and I'm sorry." She walked past him and leaned over his desk, her ass inviting his attention. "I know what I've got coming."Harold. " Why not?" Kinny said. "She's like my sister." That makes you a sister-fucker," Jazz said.Kinny considered that. "Sister wife?"Joi made a face. "That's just icky. Change the subject." Hey, while we're making true confessions. I need to know." He lookedat both women. "How much did you know and when did you know it?"Joi and Jazz traded glances. Joi asked, "About what?" About me." That's a big question," Jazz said."It is." Kinny stood. He handed the baby to Joi. "Drake needs adiaper. You're.