.. we got just what we needed,"Eliza looked over at me."Yes, I'll tell her. God, this whole situation is such a mess. I don't know why you didn't just...kill that mother fucker in the first place,"The voice on the other end said something, which Eliza scoffed at."I'm hanging up now. Bye," she said into the phone as she clicked it off before tossing it on the bed."Who... who was that?" I said to her, putting my hand on her thigh to try and calm her down. She flinched away from me and stood. Finally, I thought I had him to the point of no return when he arrivedwith a hard-on.This was the first time I really got him to open up about his sexualpreferences but I still couldn't believe it. He liked to dress as awoman and he wanted to be used as a total sissy slut. As soon as heleft, I called Karin and told her what he said.***"Karin, you are never going to believe this. Michael just left but Ithink he is much more of a sub than we ever imagined. His fantasy is tobe used as a total. Riding the elevator up to the 6th floor I wondered why I was going to continue to see professional, "working lady" who indulged in meth. I had seen professionals before, but not a known d**g user who was ten years older than me. She had left the door latch wedged between the door and the doorframe so that I could walk right in. My eyes immediately scanned the room, she was nowhere in sight. Closing the door behind me I heard her voice from the hallway, "wait for me". Ashley was walking down. Pressman said kindly. After I had sit down in the seat on the other side of the desk he sat near me on the corner of his desk and smiled down at me. I see youve been doing good in classes. Youve got your SATs scheduled and assuming you do well there you will have no problems getting admitted into any number of colleges. I nodded and he continued. Have you any ideas where youre going to go? The next few minutes we discussed some of my ideal colleges and career paths, and he seemed very.