I knew Juliet was really bright, probably even smarter than Mimi, and had a good level head on her shoulders. (My husband Barry had said more than onc..., in his usual sexist fashion, that the rest of her was pretty good too.) I'd already decided I couldn't tell Barry about this -- he'd probably get excited about it, the pig -- but I had to talk it over with somebody. And Juliet was planning to major in psychology, wasn't she?She took it well, better than I had, actually. Juliet remained calm,. “Why of course, his humiliation at the Baroque after your disclosure, has given me the appetite to see him punished further ... he’s wronged me too with trying to keep his crime from me ... and blackmailing women! ... only castration followed by death will suffice!” Madeline Harper, and Ethel Bartram, the other two women who’d been blackmailed and had thoroughly enjoyed seeing the once arrogant male who’d extorted money from them, punished so deliciously at the Baroque, applauded loudly,. Joanne was really a sexy package. Statuesque is the word that comes to mind. She didn't have huge breasts but they sure looked like a handful. The night before she had worn a low cut blouse, a peasant's blouse I think she called it. She kept showing me what she had and I kept looking at it. Hey, I'm a man. I even got a couple of flashes of dark pink nipples.So about an hour after Marla left for the picnic I was lazing in bed imagining what Joanne really looked like. The door quietly opened and. The outside door opened and then closed, then Gaylene came back in and then from behind her a figure emerged.“Welcome Heather, so you are one of us now?”“Yes, I am, it just happened so fast, I had suppressed it for so long, kept it to myself, never faulted, never dared to admit. But now after tonight, I realized what I am.”“You are most welcome to join us. We will teach you all that you need to know.”“Thank you, I appreciate your warmth and your welcome.” She hesitated for a moment. “Is, is he.