Size, for instance. They weren'tfaking anything, either.And me? Mistress Sinbad took me shopping that first day and bought mehose and panties and four...maid's dresses. She didn't plan to fake itfor everyone. She told each of the clerks why we were buying them, andthat they were all for me. I shifted uncomfortably as she talked. I canstill hear the laughter. I can still remember borrowing breast formssoI could try on bras.I'm not going to lie. It was horrible. Oh, the clothes felt niceenough.. And then she said “That may be, but I can't blame Caitlin now can I? After all, she can't help herself. Because of you. Isn't that so?” and after a while I said “I guess so”.And then we arrived and she parked the car and we went inside and she unlocked the door on the right and we went downstairs and I just followed her like a dog and we went in to the old yoga studio that now was like a living room or maybe even more like a lounge and aunt Beth said “Wait here” and she went into the next room. Was the woman next door listening to the show too? It was difficult to tell. The couple didn't last long and after a final loud scream, silence ensued. Immediately after he had come the little flutters of masturbation returned next door. She had been listening, the dirty minx! I was transfixed again listening to her tiny moans of pleasure as she tried to contain herself while tending to the raging inferno between her legs. I tightened the grip on my glass and dug my other hand firmly into my. Way to hit snooze four times, Jay.’ He grinned as he finished tying his shoes. Only Anna could make him feel like a jackass first thing in the morning. ‘Sorry,’ he said, standing up. ‘I hate getting up early.’ ‘I know.’ Anna sat up, hugging her knees to her underneath the plush, almost obscenely bright-white comforter on the bed. ‘And yet you still decided to become a baker,’ she pointed out, tucking some loose hair behind her ear. ‘You’d think after all of those early mornings working with my.