P longue that is. You and me—just the two of us; do you hear me?" No, I don't. You are whispering and murmuring things all to yourself, aren't you?"...I will be waiting for you. So please enjoy yourself here while time lasts." With this, he is gone and wandered away. Damn him! What does he think that I am? A toy that he can meddle up with one moment and then chuck it away in boredom and displeasure that other? Crap! I am not this cheap and worthless as he is thinking of me. Screw him up for. Emily had me practising beinga girl for the next 2 hours, 'I want Kylie and Britany tosee what a good job I have made at making you a sissylittle girl.'I had to stand, walk, sit and talk so that there was nomistaking that I was her little plaything, her sissy toy.She put some music on and made me sing and dance to it. Themusic was old and had always been performed by a littlegirl. She was going to show me off to her cousins like someBarbie doll.'Unless you want to be put over my knee you will. I didn't tell her about the men's room incident with Gary and his goons.Why had Jane shown me the e-mail from her sister? Was it to remind me about my commitment to watch out for her? Or, was it to let me down easily? I was haunted by the knowledge that Janet had met someone. Hell, she'd only been gone three weeks, she'd stopped answering my e-mails, and she'd met a cute moose.Other than fretting about what Janet was doing, the next two days could not have passed more pleasantly. Sally joined. Moments later, a guy came to me and claimed the seat to be his. I showed him my ticket that read coach B12 seat 46. He showed me his ticket, and it read the same. I let him sit next to me, and we waited for the TC to come and clear up the confusion. An hour after the departure, TC came to check the ticket. While he was examining mine, he pointed at a grave mistake I had made. My ticket was the day prior. For some reason, I had the dates mixed up in my head, and now I was on a.