The second circle, an endless, warm, wet whirlwind.”I had another thought as we reached the door.“Isn’t one of the souls writhing in torment in ...hat whirlwind for all eternity supposed to be Helen of Troy?”“Yeeees.” Lucinda replied, drawing the word out so that she seemed to be pronouncing it with four Es. Although she was leading me and walking about two steps ahead, I thought I could hear her lips creaking into that smile again. “And how is La Contessa doing?” She asked, trying to take. Oh god did his voice turn me on!"So what do you wanna do about it? You stud.." Umm uhhh" he began to rub his pants and then chest.I had seen enough porno on the web to know what to do next, after all, I had just blown his 'sex-files' so to speak. He was off-guard in short."Sit down on your chair..sir" I whispered the sir bit. I knew that later, he would be dominating me, but what the hell, give it a go!"Oh god, oh god! I always wondered..I always wanted.. Oh god!" I smiled as he sat down, and I. Al, we called him."Her story confirmed what Momma had said, but she went on." Sheriff, Jim, Iknow my son was found in women's clothes, but he weren't no sissy. He likedgirls, you know , as men should like girls. In fact he was plannin' tomarry one of the local girls. How he got into women's clothes I don't know,but he was either forced or it was a trick." I heard he was only just conscious. Did he say anything?" I can hardly remember now. He was very weak, only mumbling, but there. Michael’s ideas always seemed to be lessons for Silk. Quietly Michael told her of his plan and with a laugh Silk agreed. Next they went back to the bedroom and Michael dug through the drawer she had given him for clean jeans. After putting them on, he went to her closet and selected a shirt from the few he kept there. Then he put on his shoes and socks and grabbed his jacket, kissed her good-bye and walked out of the bedroom.“Bye slave,” he told her as he walked out of the bedroom.“Bye Master,”.