"Would you like to earn yours now?" Alice smiled. Sally hesitated again and then started to cry, tears sliding down her face as she struggling to acce...t the offer, thinking about the ordeals she had already been through and wondering whether she could possibly go through them again."Will it hurt, Miss?" Sally asked."Yes, it will but wearing your badge will bring you special privileges," Alice said, worried that Sally might hesitate and change her mind. To Miss Marchant, her enjoyment was gained. I knew that some girls my age lived in the house next to the old people,but I couldn't see them through several thick trees at the end of theirgarden. We all live in a dense suburban area filled with houses that lookthe same, but these old people live in a calm little cul-de-sac whilst welive on a street.You know that Diary, you hear the cars driving past each morning don'tyou?The new family moved into the spare rooms in the old people's house, theones with the windows that face the back of our. In fantasies everything goes perfect. In reality, things could go very bad and this guy was certainly not her type but that's what intrigued me. If my wife passed him in a grocery store she would never give him a second look. The thought of him having her was such a turn-on to me.At this point, I wanted to see this play out in the worst way. He was so into trying this it was crazy! He even told me he jerked himself to some of the pictures I sent to him. As we sat and drank, he seemed to be. She chose me.I thought that I would never fall in love again. I feared I would growold alone. I wept alone in my bedroom, in longing and loneliness. A talltrans woman, broad at the shoulder, strong jaw, big feet. I neverthought I would turn anyone's head ever again but I turned hers.She chose me.Mistress Jamie. 5'8", immaculate brows over brightly intelligent eyes,perfect teeth. Slim and graceful. Her voice somewhat on the nasal sidebut believably female. She passes nearly perfectly. A fixture.