The only relief came from the cool, air-conditioned walk from the front door of the castle to the workout room, and if he were lucky, Charlie would be...afforded one of Artie’s Asian masseuses, but only after he ran a few miles.“Good you came prepared today,” said Artie, grabbing a couple of Turkish towels, “and you were on time, which is a good sign. Right now I want you to weigh yourself on the scale over there. Keep your sneakers on.”Charlie did as he was ordered, and once the scale measured. She could meet me after she put her kids to bed. After all, her husband knew what was happening.“He doesn’t want me to sleep over with someone,” she said. “I promise you that you won’t be sleeping,” I responded.She told me she had to ask permission, but I already knew she would persuade her husband into allowing whatever I wanted. A man who is willing to let his beautiful wife sleep around is not the type of guy to show any backbone. It was obvious that Stela wanted a man who would take. Time to go."The entire bar was roaring with laughter.Alice took the bewildered sissy back home.Back home Fiona explained to Alice "The wardrobe is now full of thecutest sissiest out fits for work from now on, as your new secretary.Look at all these pink silk pussybow blouses and short skirts. And ofcourse his new club look too. They both giggled.Alice passed an envelope to Fiona."Have her sign the new contract, starting as my (very) junior secretaryon Monday. Plus maid one evening a week. . Evans seemed to takeoffence rather easily, and like her husband had rather old-fashionedviews on what was right and proper.The kind of clothes he liked to wear when he was out were not suitablefor farming, or nature conservancy, or even for visits to the RedLion. The kind of clothes that he liked to wear were colourful,flimsy, sexy, feminine; and the name he liked to use when wearing themwas Penny.And after four weeks he was missing them.Peter's normal recourse was to pack a suitcase on a.