That makes it a little hard to work, and even harder to have any close friends. But inside, I am not “locked up,” I am someone else. Actually, I...am not always someone else. When I am Kelly, I am someone else. When Wayne drops by, I am me – unless I am Kelly – but then all I can see is Wayne. I don’t know for sure if Wayne is his name because he has never said it, but that is what I call him. Kelly calls him “Master.”My doctors say that Kelly and Wayne are just hallucinations that occur. "That's it, girl, we can't let them walk all over us. We'll go out there when you're ready. But then, I have a feeling you're pretty ready right now; what do you think?"I looked down at her between my legs and I said something that shocked me as I said it. I said, "I'm not ready yet. I want to go down on you first before I go out there. I never did it before and I think I want to try it." Brenda gave me the biggest smile I had seen on anyone, and she said, "My dear, of course you can. I would. It was actually two separate pieces, which were custom modified by a jeweler. The top was a halter-style imitation over my neck and hanging over my breasts and around to my back. The portion of my breasts was a cascade of sixteen strands of chain sagging over my breasts. The bottoms were a belly chain with a stylized butterfly hanging just over my pussy and three strands of chaining hanging below it. These two pieces were the basis for the customization performed by a jeweler … a very discreet. I slipped out of my tight red dress and my underwear and laid down in the bathtub. ,,Oh yes!, I said to myself and closed my eyes.I felt the warmth of the water on my skin and started to wash my body. I touched my legs lightly with the water soaked sponge and heard something plop. I looked up and recognised that I accidently dropped the soap. It was just a small left-over and I couldnt find it through all the bubbles and foam. After a few seconds I grabbed it but it instantly slipped out of my.