May wiped the tear from her cheek as her mind raced back to that tragic night that she quickly placed back deep into her memory. ‘I miss you . . . s... much. I should have stayed with you that night.’ She said aloud as she straightened out her orange satin blouse and brown skirt. She checked to make sure there weren’t any wrinkles or runs in her stockings as she admired the brown and orange twelve inch high heels. She quickly turned to join her family in the parlor. Greg Leesberg stood talking to. . that you've gone into management." Reggie said it casually, but Topher knew the subtext. Reggie was a project manager and former database developer. Topher had inadvertently criticized him when he'd taken the promotion three years earlier. He'd only meant to speak abstractly."Not really," he said. "I've gone to more of an architect's role and I've got some more junior coders building out some of what I created, but once I get back from vacation, I'll start looking for another project to work. "How much bigger?" asked Ptarmigan sharply. "And why?" Oh, about this much," said Smith with due modesty. "And for all the usual reasons."Ptarmigan frowned. "What are those? What on earth could possibly make flesh grow as much as that?" Well ... like ... a pretty girl, perhaps? Something like that?" A pretty girl?" Ptarmigan thought of all the pretty girls she knew. "Pretty?" Well, pretty. A nice face ... big breasts ... that kind of thing." Big breasts? How can big breasts make a penis. I tried to explain about my crossdressing and fetish, but she’d had enough, and before I got any chance to explain, she pulled the satin scarf back into my mouth forcing the knot back into my mouth this time without the sponge. ‘I shall sort you out later’ she said angrily then going behind my back saw my wrists behind my back were a bit loosely tied, so she tied my wrists tighter so I was now even more helpless. She stormed off downstairs to her friends. I thought she was going to bring them.