”“I bet,” Murielle smirked. “Knowing you, I’m sure you found some icky way to get off when you were riding me.”“Are you accusing me of h...ving sex with your backside?” Miranda cried indignantly.“If the shoe fits...”“I’m not wearing shoes!” Miranda yelled. “And neither are you!”“Doesn’t do much for walking, does it?” Murielle grumbled. “Ya know, I’m really gonna miss those wings.”“So how did you end up being a pterodactyl?” Miranda wanted to know.“Well, as best I remember,” her twin began, “you. I will not disturb you. Just be a good man to her. I remember being her age and remember how special I felt to be in love." Thank you, I promise you I will take care of her." I replied.She hugged me and smiled. "Go, go I know what you are here for. It is the second door on the right." She chuckled to herself as she put back on her glasses and sat back at the computer.I made my way around the corner, past the bathroom, to the second door. I knocked gently."Come in silly!" I heard Melissa. She then took my car keys and the bag with my male clothes as well as my ID out the door. I closed the door as she departed. The engine starting noise meant the start of my new life as a humiliation male maid had begun. I heard her drive off, leaving me with nothing more in this world than what I had on, the toothbrush, the shaver and the paddle. Those 10 minutes were dreadful minutes for I was now irrevocably committed to going through with whatever she thought best from all the ideas I. I said thanks Ernie bring it in.He brought my tea over to me at the dressing table and said to me I don't think I have ever seen you with so little on before. I relied go on you old lecher get out and let me get dressed. He went to the door and said make your self look nice. My answer was don't I always look nice? Back came his reply Yea you do. But I meant wear like stockings and suspenders that type of thing, you know! With that he shut the door.So I thought ok I will just for fun. So I.