.. But that’s another story, for another time. I finally managed to drag myself out of bed. With luck, I would have time for a nice shower and a goo... breakfast, with enough time to play a quick game of TotalProFootball on my new Y-Cube gaming console that I got last Christmas from my Uncle Clyde (He always gets the best presents). I ran downstairs to the main floor bathroom, which has a shower-sauna type steam room. I guess I should also mention that my family is fairly, if not very, well. "Did I tell you that you could leave?" Chuck asked Lana. She stopped and turned back to face him. Then he told her, "sit down there on the floor," and Lana quickly sat down in response to his direction. "Take your clothes off, Lana," Chuck said again as he let her quickly know that she was going to do anything without his direction or permission.Lana reached up, pulling her tube top off over her head and then she slipped her short skirt down off her legs, and pulled her thong off as well. Then. There was a small table with four chairs around it, which was in an actuality large enough to seat two. There was a small couch that looked as if it had been through years upon years of college freshman parties. She loathed even being near such a piece of furniture. But through all of the negatives the room had a homely feel, which might have been a result of the great smells coming from the quarter-kitchenette towards the door out in the hallway. Even if she wanted to leave she would have to. Cathy looked at me as she said, Patience when teased is often transformed into rage. I did not know what she meant by that and I did not ask her. However, I believe it meant someday it would not be just harmless fun. I asked her if she wanted me to stop dressing as I was for work. It is not the dress, it is the person in the dress, Cathy said to me. Trust me Cathy I want nothing to do with any man, I replied. I am happy and in love with you, I added. Cathy pressed her lips to mine, she kissed.