She begged me not to go back to work. I lied to her, telling her that the boss was on a rampage, and I needed to get back to work. She pouted, but l...ttle did she know what I had planned for her. Before I left, I dug out a pair of Smith & Wesson police handcuffs from my ?toy? box. I cuffed her hands snuggly behind her back, making sure the connecting chain on the cuffs were run behind her pussy chain. By doing this, her hands were locked behind her back, pinned there by her pussy. I didn't want to do things justbecause they were fun but because they were important. When we first gotthis assignment I thought it would be a giggle to impersonate a woman butthe farther into it we got I found that I didn't want to impersonate awoman, I wanted to be the woman I portrayed. When my breasts began toswell, even this tiny amount, I felt my skin tighten with the swelling andknew this was what I wanted. I can close my eyes and feel my breasts asthey swell and wish that they were. " She tried a laugh, but it issued more like a grunt. "Please consider this, if we could be of any help." She slid it through the cracked window.I took the card without looking at it. My concern about this strange but sincere woman fled a worse fear. I worried that I should have picked up David already. "Um, thanks?" I dropped it into the grocery bag behind the passenger seat and dove away.I didn't read the card until the next day. David was so angry, having had to wait nearly three minutes to. . livestock?" Pause. "They're . . . two of the cows."Pause. "I don't think I was expecting that for an answer."Mary laughed. "I don't know how you could have." You raise . . . people?" No. Not people. Sla . . .?"Dinner's ready!" One of the Marys bounced into the room. "Dinn . . . oh god." She fell to her knees when she saw Mary and Martha obviously being interrupted. "P..Pl . . . Please forgive me." Her head was bowed, and she was visibly shaking.A muffled moment. "They really are good cooks..