. a better sissy, then perhaps Mistresswould have taken me with her? I'd of been so good and quiet, I'd haveworked to serve them... I'd have learned ...o call him Master and beenobedient. But I didn't and I wasn't and now I spend my days in sissyhell. My collar removed, my aprons blank.She tossed the box aside. I don't understand. Haven't I been good? Icatch the whimper in my throat. No! I must be silent, I can't riskappearing upperty or demanding. I won't loose Miss. Perhaps I've. I asked her name, "Wendy" she said, "I'm Davy" I replied I used to dress often and was Dee back then. Wendy lay down on the "bed" as I checked my hair in the mirror and straightened it up, feeling fantastic, I approached her pulling my panties down a little she took out my cock and started sucking on it, I pulled her aside and tugged at her clit, our voyeur moved round for a better view, I lifted Wendy's head away and started kissing her again after I had taken another sniff at my poppers,. ‘Suites would be same size as rooms downstairs with two rooms each, one a bedroom with bathroom the other a sitting room. Bathroom can be accessed from either rooms or bedroom only. You will get two big suites on the back of the house and a smaller suite on the side. Here.’ He then pointed to the room over the servant’s hall. ‘We can’t do much with that unless you use it for another bathroom.’ ‘That looks good.’ A feminine voice remarked. ‘What do you think Annabel?’ ‘I like it.’ Was Annabel’s. You know, he'd say jokingly, "My last cleaning person wasn't as cute as you." That sort of thing. But I'd had enough experience with gays to know something was afoot.The next time was different, to say the least. I showed up ready to work and he said he had to go and mail some letters. He went out the door and I went into the bathroom. It didn't look at all dirty, so I figured I'd have an easy time of it.Then I noticed a magazine lying on the hamper. The title of the magazine had been ripped.