" Missy and I came home from the Antler and there was this feeling that someone or something had walked through the house and across the street."The p...st two years had been the life of a simple town. The Antler was a booming business now that the Chicagoans had come to roost during the summer. Ed had dickered with the Mears' about the piece of land the Mill was on.He knew the day of first growth trees was coming to an end. There were fewer and fewer log rafts coming down the river and the trees. She eyes him aggressively, “Are you ready for your Mistress bitch?” “Yes Mistress!” She allowed him to enter the room and he noticed the room had a balcony. Like every rendezvous before that he followed and explicit routine. He took her arm and escorted her out on o the terrace. He paused, and looked at her for direction. She pointed to the chair where she wanted to sit and he seated her, then bowed and kissed her hand. He then walked over to the mini-bar, and poured her a glass of French wine.. Hidden beneath her knee-length Bears coat was sheer perfection. She was wearing heels and jeans; old, beat up, threadbare jeans. They fit her well, but they were sort of loosely hanging on her. You know how a slim girl's jeans will gap over her stomach and around her hips? As she moves from side to side, you just want to slide your hands inside those gaps? She had that. In her heels she was tall, about 5'10". Her top had a large rectangle cutaway over her chest and shoulders. It was basically. You're a middle aged woman stuck in a teenage boy'sbody, but we're going to fix that. It won't be long until you're a realwoman just like me." I want that so much Mom." I know you do sweetie and I want it for you too." But I'm so afraid I'll mess up and do the wrong things. I don't know howto be a woman for a man. What if I mess up or I'm not good at it?" First of all, this isn't a race," my mother said. "You don't have tohave sex with Tim on Saturday night. He's not expecting it and.