" Good. Just be yourself, mind the rules, and in no time at all you'll beback in pants."The next day, when the two girls saw me, they talked to me as ...f I hadalways been a girl, and I did not have to endure them talking to me as if Iwere a child. My two friends were still in little girl dresses. I thoughtmyself lucky. Another day passed, this time I wore a short pullover dressmom called a shift. It wasn't so bad, and I was almost used to that nakedfeeling, what with so much leg showing and all.. Those are sexy clothes on you. You do look nice."On the way home, we stopped and got Chinese food, then went to the movies. I didn't touch her during the movie, though, and on our way home she asked me what was wrong."What do you mean?" I said."Don't you like the way I look?" Sure," I told her calmly. "You look fine. Why do you ask?" It's just that... you know... I don't know... but you think I look nice?" You look fine. Don't worry." Here was something funny. She was wondering why I hadn't. Attached near the ceiling, there appeared to be two more attachment point near the floor as well! I turned and numbly walked back up the steps wondering what the hell I had gotten myself into. As I walked down with a dolly full of two small crates of items, I about lost control of the cart. Mac had removed her shirt and I was able to see two huge round tits with no tan lines pushing out the front of the bib. As I unloaded the crates I kept glancing over at her as she pretended to be oblivious. The 5 second long, carefully pulsed jolt completely overrides her centralnervous system. Her muscles contract violently until she is in a foetal positionon the floor, twitching uncontrollably. The Taser's good for taking a bitch out, but to put her under requires astun baton. Fortunately for enterprising rapists like myself, all of these things areavailable to the average American, quite reasonably priced (for 'self-defence',of course). A feature that really appeals to us Serial Rapists is that.