. have you met anyone ... you know a girl since you have been up there?” she asked, nervously.“Well, actually I have been hanging out with someone...for a few weeks.” I answered, cautiously.“Oh, good. Where did you meet her?” she inquired.“Actually, she is my agent, Alexis Clarke.” I answered.“Wow, I’m impressed, a professional woman.” she laughed.“Kind of. How about you Ashley?’, I asked.“Well, that’s kind of why I was calling you. I have met someone myself. It’s only been a month now, but I. He can sit for his GED. And in the meantime we'll be sureto add plenty of cooking and baking lessons, and sewing and homemakinglessons and of course the dressing and working on his female deportmentand how to be ladylike," Madge reasoned."Charm-school?" Ruth gasped as she blathered laughing!"Of course dear. That's part of the cure, in the long run," Madge added."What are you going to do?" Ruth asked as she leaned in wanting to hearmore."Well, I'll have a girlish bedroom/boudoir set up for him. Damn she was good. I held my breath, opened my eyes and looked at you, making my plea. "Master, may I please cum?" A groan pierced the room."Master, oh please! May I cum for you?" That should do it. That should please you."No." Shit." I groaned again, but refused to close my eyes -- refused to take my eyes off you. That tongue was digging deep. Even her nose was driving me nuts."What did you say, pet?" I watched as you stood, taking a menacing step forward.I gritted my teeth, my poor mouth was. “Why are you laughing?” he asked her. “I can just imagine Neil wandering around the lingerie rails choosing something for me to wear for another man.” She told him. “Oh Neil wouldn’t be doing the choosing,” he told her. “I would be doing that. He would be paying for it all at the till.” She laughed and shook her head once more. “You couldn’t see him doing that either?” “Certainly not!” she replied with a smile. Karl leant forward. “That’s only a small part of the ritual,” he said quietly..