For the next several weeks his life resumed what had become his normalroutine. Tom, of course, still slept each night in his nightgown andhose. In t...e morning he would get up before Linda bring her coffee totheir bedroom, wake her and serve it to her in bed. They would thendress, she for the office and he in his maid's uniform, stockings andheels. After making her breakfast and seeing her off he would go abouthis chores for the day. When she got home he would engage in his nowregular. He simply could not move them, nor even could he move his head from side to side. A thrill of unaccustomed fear prickled his mind. By now he was wide awake, but he found that he could not move so much as the eyes in his head. He knew that there were people in the room. He could hear more than one person’s breathing, although he could see nothing and nobody through the fog. Who could they be? Were Cody and Roberts making a move against him? Maybe they had bribed his bodyguards to sell him. She smiled and giggled softly. As she leaned back in her chair she asked if we all wanted to get together tomorrow and have some fun. We all nodded yes and asked her what she had in mind. How about a masturbation party on the beach she asked? I had to do a double take because I wasn't quite believing what I heard. I asked her if I heard her right and she replied that I did. She said she loved to masturbate and in fact she was playing with herself at that very moment under the table. She. “You have what?” “Always wanted to pull your pants down. When I used to see you on the beach.” “You were in love with Stella Sims,” she said. “Infatuated,” I said in my defence. “But I used to lust after you.” “And why didn’t you?” she asked. “Why didn’t I what?” “Pull my pants down?” She looked into my eyes and then away quickly. “I might have liked it.” “Yeah, well,” I mumbled. “Kids, you don’t know if… and you’ve got nowhere to go.” “Kids arrange things,” she said. “You were too shy.” “I.