.."Oh did I mention your Mistresss's called and wont be pickingyou up till very late tonight?" With that you slide a 2" silver pipeand funnel into my...silicone inflated lips. The funnel rises up over myface and above my forehead...the pipe curved into my mouth to feed thecontents to me. Thick leather straps insure the pipe and funnel remainin perfect position no matter how i might move. "There sissymichelle...you will now be your Aunt Joann's toilet for the rest of yourstay.I feel you tug on. " Were you pretending before?" Pretending Sir?" Pretending to be a real man?'"Oh, yes Sir, I was but you showed me the fallacy of my ways Master. Iknow I am not a real man now Sir I am a sissy and I am happy to be asissy Sir and I am happy to serve you Sir." Where does your wife sleep in my home?" In the Master Bedroom Sir, in your bed, with you Sir."The Black couples were beaming with pride at this conversation. Thewhite females had lust in their eyes and the two other white maleslooked like. As Jessie bowed, the man whose lap Mae was on whispered something inher ear. "That's a grand idea, Ralphie," she answered and stood up.She took Ralphie's hand as he got to his feet. "Nice show, Jessie,"she added. "You, too, Rosalyn." Thank you so much," Rosalyn replied. She played the piano, and LadyCerise had told her to accompany Jessie. She tried to smile as shewatched Mae lead Ralphie towards the stairs. 'Beatriz is upstairs forthe second time,' she thought, 'and Wilma's been up and. . want ... me to ... to ... submit to him in return for whatever he knows? Is using me the reason why you bought this obscene wetsuit? This is not the Emerald Café!"Adam didn't say anything. He continued using the towel to dry her hair. He moved the towel to dry her back, arms and legs. He draped the long beach towel over her shoulders and let it hang down over her back. "This could be a big deal to our careers. You are an expert at Social Anthropology. That means you understand the why's and.