.. ***... and she turned away from the mirror to face him. “Always muttering weren’t you James!” she licked her lips and once again glanced towa...ds the door. She almost stepped towards him but she was obviously far more sensible now as the ‘Angel’ won and she turned back to the mirror. She picked up the soft black eyeliner and began using very light strokes on the upper lid towards the outer corner of her left eye.She forced herself to concentrate and ignore the fact that her lingerie was now. I, more than anyone, appreciated the massive improbability. These were the thoughts swirling through my head as I slumped into my sofa, and faded into unconsciousness.It was light through the living room window that woke me. I stretched, and sat up. I felt rather nasty, like a mad chiropractor decided to use me as an experiment. I changed into clear clothes and started a pot of coffee.Remnants of my dream floated in my mind. The mirror, and the woman on the other side.I checked the time, and. Blue and pinkhigh heels, black 14 denier black stockings added to the vampish natureof the two women today, black taffeta half-slips enhancing the swish andrustle factor of the satin-lined skirts.They sat astride John, who was now hopelessly mortified by his loosetongue."Don't fret darling. We'll be wearing our maids' uniforms tomorrow foryour bathing and pedicure. And we'll have our shiniest and swishiestnylon overalls for your manicure, so you'll be nicely strapped andbuckled in your special. Me: Suno mummy pyaar se bolta hu maan jao. Aaj se aap meri rakhail ho. Aap toh waise bhi papa ke dotson ke lund mein baith kar randi-naach naachi ho. Ek aur lund se kya fark padta hai.Mummy: Tu apni maa ko apni randi banana chahta hai?Me (belan dono jaangh ke beech se chut mein set karte hue): Haan mummy, aap meri maa ke saath saath eeri randi bhi ho.Mummy: Irada kya hai?Me: Gaand mein mera lund aur chut mein bamboo ek saath.Mummy: Nahi beta, chut maar le tu meri. Gaand mein dard hai. Tera baap.