That is the closest you will ever come to a pussyagain. They two women laughed. Then you will take them into ourbathroom and wash them thoroughly, sin...e we do not want any of yourdisgusting sissy slobber left on them. After that we will dress you asour sissy maid.Oh, good. The truck is here. Let me finish the story quickly, whilePatty and the men are unloading. Pansy was told about her new life as asissy maid. After she was dressed, she would begin her housework. Shewas to do housework from the. Pink slippersand his usual apron finished his ensemble."Oh my god, its super cute!" I said, surprising myself. But once Ithough about it for a second, that same though kept coming back into myhead; Jack's outfit was really cute. I was kind of jealous.I brushed the alien thought out of my head as I realized that Jack wasalmost done preparing dinner. Somehow I knew this was a special dinnerand I need to get ready before Rachel and Phil get home from the gym.I ran off to our shared bathroom. . Is it a newfound religion? Not likely. Is it drugs? No… well, maybe. But it’s also something else, something much more magical. No, literally, it’s a magic book.That’s right, hidden throughout the world are these special little hardcover books with slightly worn red leather bindings just begging to be found. They look inconspicuous enough, and most people won’t even remember how they ended up with one, but when they are opened, only a single phrase is printed on the first page a prospective. I feel warm. My legs and arms seem bare, but I can feel them, and move them. Damn! Just barely. I’m tied up. His handiwork, again. I am on something soft, like a bed or a cot. Flat on my back, arms overhead, tied together, legs tied together and stretched out straight. Both arms and legs are tied to something else as well; immobile. I hear his breathing beside me in the dark. He is here, next to me. I smell him and his evil intent. “Hello Melissa,” he whispers and my brain struggles to flee.