"Why yes darling," assured Auntie Bev. "Every sissy at Mistress Janet'sgoes to the dairy farm. In Mistress Janet's academy, it's an essentialpart of b...coming a sissy."I had mixed feelings about this. On the one hand I had learned fromMiranda that it was great fun to be milked like a dairy cow but on theother hand, a sissy became a prisoner of her breasts and had to bemilked at least twice a day for many years to come. Apparently, sissiesfinally went through something akin to a menopause at. I’d been – well, not happy, but satisfied enough. I turned up, they paid me and I wreaked mental revenge on the students who pissed me off too much. Nothing like watching porn with a passing similarity to your students for stress relief in the evenings, too. But that had all changed a week back: an email had gone out talking of ‘annual reviews’, ‘performance analysis’ and ‘necessary cut-backs’. They didn’t want to let anyone go, the email reaffirmed, so pay cuts were required. It was a. " Then maybe you have a place to start. why not ask Alys what she wants; Your protection?, Your company, Your love." I stop and face him. "She has been hurt, but there is a very good person under all the pain. You should try to find that."Holliday sucks in he breath like I have just sucker punched him in the gut. "Damn lady, you go for the throat don't ya," he runs a hand through his hair. "I just know I like her. and she likes me. Am I really ready for this?" He asks more to himself than to. ”“It looks like you have been busy and now let me get busy and do some of the many things I need to do.”Doug backed away and let Lisa do her thing. He observed her taking out her cell phone and making several phone calls from what he could hear were to various vendors. He could also hear that she was making some appointments for the next day. She opened a briefcase and took out some papers that he could see her referring to in making some of these calls.Doug’s contribution to organizing the.