They tried to crash the local BDSM scene. They tried online and offline and BDSM-and-breakfast roadhouses. No one was suitable.It had been ten month.... It became like a taboo subject. It became stolen moments of secret masturbation fantasies alone. For Jahn. And Gin.Still on the fringe of the kinky social crowd, rumors began circulating about some new person only known as XXXLIX. No one knew exactly how LIX swung or was hung or how LIX licked or anything much. A few digitals of what ws. But first I read the papers. It was your usual list of rules and so on, nothing out of the ordinary. But it did say bring some Spanish CD s, if you have them and I did, since that was my kind of music.Now for the costume, the black skirt was floor length, with panels running down like a candy cane. Each panel had dime sized off white dots. It was really something I would like to wear. Under the skirt I was to wear black stockings held up by a garter belt. I wondered if I should wear panties or. I slipped my arms through the bra and reached back to try and fasten it I couldn't work out the clips, it was as bad as trying to undo your first bra as a teenager."Turn around let me do it" said Wendy laughing at my struggles.The bra felt uncomfortable like wearing too tight underwear as a man and I found out why women slip their fingers underneath to arrange everything, when it was sorted it didn't feel quite as bad but I was acutely aware of wearing it."Ok these now" as she passed me a pair. I recognized the two dark goddesses. I only saw them once before, but it was enough. I’d forgotten that the Cabreiri were supposed to be checking up on Hebe and me for Hera. ‘It’s not fair that Hebe wouldn’t share!’ the other goddess complained. ‘Now we’ll have our fun without her!’ Their names came back to me, so did the warning that Hebe gave me about them. They were Axierus and Axiocersa, Hephaestus’s granddaughters. Hebe told me that they spent a lot of time in the underworld and sometimes.