[email protected] seemed to be just about the craziest idea I ever heard, and flat outsaid no, but, as always, my sister has a way of ...aking my no turn into ayes, which she was busy trying to do as I stood there, our mom besideher.You see, our mother had been entering my sister into beauty contestssince she was very young, and over the years, mom had become obsessedwith winning every contest. Her desires had nothing to do with mysisters willingness to do it, how much it cost, or. I pick up the phone and use the second line to call an old contact called Hub.When he answers I say, “Hi, Hub, its May Hem, who do we know at Bathurst Prison?”I hear Hub gulp and say, “Hi, thought you were long dead, just a sec.” I hear keys click, and he gives me a list of several people. I ask for and am given the phone number of the prison. I thank him. I ring the prison and ask to speak to one of their ‘guests, ‘ a few minutes later I’m talking to him.I say, “Hi, Boots, it’s May Hem here,. Sitting on the sofa, I began to massage her feet, when she quickly saidl "erm, little one, on your knees on the floor, I didn't say you could sit there!". "I'm sorry, Mistress", I replied apologetically not making eye contact. "Graham, I do believe this is going to work out nicely. By the looks of your little erection, so far so good baby", she teased while I continue massaging her feet. It was humiliating, though extremely exciting. My deepest secret desires were about to come true. Almost. Leave a note for your sister and Mom and come with us.”“Wait, let me leave the note and get some clothes.”“Bring some of those masks you were telling me about. You don’t need clothes, you can wear Guy’s shirt, hurry,” Rachel told her as she went back inside.“Guy, you’re as good as fucked.”“Rachel, you’re as good as sucked - times three.”Gaby came back with a handful of silver masks with sparkly glitter all over them.“I brought six, I hope that’s enough. Are we going to make some movies?”“Would.