I think it may have even been the one Mom wore the night I caught them in bed. I missed all the nylon of a full slip, which I preferred, but found it ... little bit sexy because I figured it showed off a woman’s bra, as Mom was dressed that evening. Mom didn’t have a camisole so I had no idea about those at the time. Well, being a hot summer night with no air conditioning, I decided a half-slip might just be the proper thing to wear. On many evenings I did my best to mimic exactly what Mom was. "Mistress..."Even as he spoke this word he wondered about its meaning, while he realized at the same time that this word was meant for the lambent lady above him.As his eyes adjusted to the darkness around him, the tall and dirty brickwalls of an alley came into focus, then slowly the fact that he was lying flat on his back.As he tried to get up his hand slipped and he crashed back onto the hard stone. BARRY! He winced as a jolt of pain went through his head and his mind."Ok so I probably am. How many of you think criminal # 2 will cry first?"Another portion of the girls cheered. She asked the question two more times for the other two criminals and got cheers from two other groups of girls.Sergekt remained kneeling with his forehead touching the wooden stage floor and his bottom spread and high in the air. He was totally horrified. He knew that he would be humiliated and punished in the second batch of criminals with three others. He was so nervous he was sweating and shaking. Sto per risponderle, chiedendo "Ma la Porta d'Argento, non è questo locale?" quando lei apre l'armadio, rivelando un enorme specchio scintillante. Il vetro non riflette le immagini, ma una strana massa di riverberi colorati. Sicuramente c'è qualche trucco ottico, e mi avvicino per controllare."Allora John sei pronto a dimostrare di essere un vero uomo? Questa Porta Magica ti condurrà in mondi lontani, dove potrai vivere numerose avventure. Rischierai, rischierai molto. Potresti fare una fine.