However when her eyes rose to mine I saw the twinkle there and reddening of her cheeks. And having removed the mic'ed headset from her ear, I saw her ...ongue sweep across her delicious mouth."Joseph," I introduced myself."I know," she said shyly, eyes darting away.Barb, the director who had interviewed me and allowed this final audition entered the room. Like the cute woman's costume, she was opposite to her: Tall and a bit heavy and blonde and supremely confident. "Take a shower and meet me on. " Now look at you dear, you keep the house nice, cook pretty well, and satisfy ussexually as a woman. Wouldn't you rather be a successful woman than a failure as a man?" Inodded my head, conceding to the logic of her argument. James chipped in, " That's a good girl,accept your lot in life and you will be much happier." " Yes Master James." was my response. Thenhe told me, " Master James is so formal, you may call me sir now that we're lovers." I said, " Yessir, thank you sir." They. I had an amazing view down the front of her dress, but I couldn’t really enjoy it.“It’s okay, sweetie. We can talk about it. How long have you felt…this way…about me….?”“The milk. The bit you spilled on yourself. I kept thinking about it flowing between your..breasts…and down your belly….and I would get really…well, I’d get horny!I got up and stormed over to the corner of the room, furious with myself for telling her all this.“You probably want me to leave, mom, and I can’t blame you. I’ll get. Andrews went on, looking at me slyly.I masticated another cookie, washing it down with more milk, my metabolism perking up."The block where the house was located rang a bell with me, too," she prompted me again.She knew. Oh she knew, all right.Fortunately my mouth was full of cookie, and Mom always told me not to talk with my mouth full, so all I could do was sort of shrug and grunt.And shove another cookie in as soon as I could."I have a hard time imagining you as a ninja, but to a little kid.