I pushed my male clothes towards theends of the rail. Mary called up to see if I would like to play tennisagain. I agreed and reached out my new tenni... skirt. I looked in myunderwear drawer. As my Aunt had said, there were several pairs ofknickers. They weren't all the same, but they were all of the old-fashioned variety, with elasticated waist and leg-holes, some trimmedwith lace and some with little frills. But they all had one thing incommon. They were all pink. So my tennis outfit would not. I was afraid that she’d take these messes as a reason that she should stop jerking me off and tell me to go back to masturbating instead. “I’m not mad sweetheart”, she smiled at me, “we’ll figure something out. I can’t be doing laundry several times a day, and changing my clothes every time I play with you.” She laughed. My fears subsided. “But you go clean yourself up and I’ll clean up the mess in here.”I went to the bathroom and decided that taking a quick shower would be easier than trying. I already have a perfect view when you do that," Princess Deechuckled."Oh slave, I should also let you know now to take your time with your Fondof Writing tasks from here on out. I will punish you five dollars forevery wrong line submitted from now on, and you are fully aware that youalready owe me from your Grounding. And since Friday is your payday youknow that you will have to pay your penalties first before we set asideany money for your goals and budget. I'm sure you don't want another. The alarm rang out at 6.30am and Lynn rolled over to switch it off, groaned and stretched and got out of bed to get Kieths breakfast ready. She was an excellent cook, and made his morning meal and coffee and left it on the side ready for when he came out of the shower. She sipped her own coffee and looked out on to her well maintained garden. She was excited about Kieth's meeting, if he got this promotion, it would mean more money and status. She would be the envy of her local sports club. She.