Using a chemical program she'd found on the Internet, she made me incontinentof stool and bladder; I was forced to wear diapers full time. She said I ...eeded an "anchor," so she decreed that I would take up smoking. Sheplaced me on a nicotine patch and gum program and by the end of the first week,I was readily chain-smoking her More Menthol 120s.She let my hair grow out and every morning, she'd put me in tight curlers,which I'd wear all day and at night (with a few pins and a hairnet). In. Maxi key fatney sey meri pith puri khuli si ho gayee. Mein boli jeth jee aap to meri maxi far diyee. Jeth jee boley aap meri banyan faree hain aur mein aapki maxi hisab to baraber ho gayee. Per jeth jee key hath sey fir bhi mein nikal nahi payee.Unhoney fir sey dant sey maxi ko pakar liya aur maxi thori aur fat gayee jiski wajh sey meri ek chuchi bahr aa gayee to tere papa ney meri chuchi per hara rang laga diya aur daboch ker dusri chuchi ko bhi ragar diya. Mein to purey gusey mey aa gayee. "I won't take a dollar from you Patsy, you work too hard. If you want to argue about it, I'll be mad." He insisted.As he opened the bag Patsy took off her raincoat to reveal she was just wearing sweats, but sexy sweats. A cropped top that just went over her breasts and tight shorts should have required trunks to hide herself from voyeuristic eyes."Holy shit, Patsy, you're going to work like that, let alone out in public! Your doctor could give you an exam without taking them off!" Joel scolded. For us both. The images and the magic from today are extremely vivid in my mind, as well. I’ll see you Monday, my darling, my beloved…my friend….my lover!!! Yours, Kat” On Sunday afternoon, with Friday still very much on my mind, I emailed my Cyrano again: “Good afternoon, sweet. I did some housework – the whole time wishing you were here – but then again, if you were here, I would be in a sheer teddy, not in my worn-out house-cleaning jeans and t-shirt, and we’d be doing something a whole lot.