Is there a hierarchy? Is he going to end up choosing just one of us? I can’t tell my mom now though. I… “But you said you’d fuck anyone I choo...e,” he said interrupting her growing panic. “Yes, Master,” she agreed readily. “Do you have a friend in mind?” “I want you to wait here,” he said. “I’m going to bring in someone. You will fuck that person. You will fuck that person eagerly. You will show me what a willing slut you are.” She swallowed. “Yes, Master.” Who? Who is he going to bring? And. Come on, tell me, I promise I won’t be mad as long as it was just a one-night stand.’ ‘Like the one you had with that little tart you used to work with?’ ‘Hey, come on, it was a Christmas party and I was well pissed', I said. ‘She was the office bike’, my wife replied. ‘Exactly, and I was well drunk, not even sure if I was able to get it up that night’. I opened another bottle of wine and poured us both two ample measures. Steering the conversation back to her (everybody likes talking about. You don’t understand what it’s like to be a girl. I think you should find out for yourself. So here’s my bet. After Mom and Dad leave for their vacation, dress as a girl while they’re gone. You may not wear any guys’ clothing at all. Instead, every day you will wear everything I would wear. That means panties, bras, dresses, and makeup, even pantyhose. Oh, and you’ll learn how to walk in heels, too. I’ll loan you some of my dresses. I think you’re probably close to my size. Before the end of. "I was not surprised although I'm sure they weren't meant to say anything. I simply said "Well, that's lovely..."This time it was my turn to be cut off - I could almost envisage Elise stamping her foot with annoyance. "Will you stop it! Now, who is Laura?" Laura is my flat-mate," I said, in scrupulous accordance with the truth - if a somewhat restricted version of the truth."Flat-mate?! Since when?" she asked."Just under six weeks - since early February," I replied."And how long have you known.