. why bother, I'll never forget this as long as I live." When I returned to the apartment early this evening, I heard what I thought was the TV in Jul...e's bedroom. Only it wasn't the TV. Julie was with her boyfriend Don in her room. They had left the door open and they hadn't realized I was back, because Julie was yelling... well, not exactly endearments, more like, "Suck me, suck me, work that tongue in there you motherfucker." I took one step into the room and saw them both on the floor,. She is focused on her duties and always with theunderstanding that her behavior is a reflection upon her owner and so sheseeks to make her owner proud by being the best sissy maid servant ever.Don't you agree? Don't you want to make me proud of you?"Again, she nodded agreement, knowing it was required. In time theseanswers would begin to be her thoughts and eventually my new sissy wouldnot only do and perform as I told her, she would think and feel what Iwanted her to think and feel about. They were so strong. Amelia felt herself being dragged through the undergrowth and then being tied to a tree. She could hear Hywel still groaning but his cries were in vain. Whoever had got her wasn't going to let her go.Amelia then heard that voice and immediately knew who had claimed her. It was her fault, she had tried to be too clever and outsmart him. She should have realised that he'd never let her get away with it. Her heart was pounding fast. There was nothing she could do for herself. And these are?” asked the butler.Only JW, I thought.“My guests.” I said. “A surprise.”“Amelia?” said the man. It was obvious he was speaking to our chauffeur. “Have you retrieved their luggage?”“Yes, Mr. Kwan.”“Please to assist Mary,” Mr. Kwan instructed her.“Yes, Mr. Kwan.” She disappeared in the nether regions of the apartment.“Master J and Miss Cyn are at the boat,” Mr. Kwan said. “If you wish, I can send for them.”“I prefer that my guests are made comfortable. How do I find the boat?”“Never.