That is why they didn't mention hissmooth skin and lack of moustache, or the diamond stud earrings in eachearlobe. And they didn't mention his new ey...glasses that had gone fromblack horn rims to a beige frame with jewel encrusted edges. They werewomen's frames but although they didn't look overly feminine theycertainly weren't glasses any man would ever wear. And just above theglasses, the once dark bushy eyebrows were now dyed the same blonde ashis hair color and trimmed tight and although. You have my cell number right?" Yep, got it right here and in my cell phone." If either you or Dad needs me, call me on it as I'm going to be out of the office today. We'll see you this evening."She wanted to keep talking, "You know your father just about went nuts seeing the twin Zenas and then your roommate come in. He was so excited over Bee that he wore me out last night. He knows her from Dana, but he saw her in the buff yesterday and drooled all over himself. Zena's dad ain't too bad. Of all the punishments he's given, this was the hardest to bear. I hope he doesn't make a habit of it.The orgasm was excruciatingly delicious, by the way.---------------------------------------------------------------------April 19th, 2006Over 3 months in the dungeon now. I'm past the halfway point to my parole. I tried to bring up the subject with Master, but he refused to talk about it. Maybe he's still mad about. “Really?” It was still anxious.“Yes, poppet. Really, really!”Her head went down again and her arms tightened round him. There were more tears but these were ones of relief.Peter fished in his breast pocket and shook out a handkerchief.“Come on, little one,” he said gently. “Have a mop and a blow.”She disengaged and did as she was told. She hung on to the handkerchief.“Thank you, Peter,” she whispered. Her head went back against his shoulder and her arms went round him again. Neither moved for.