"I feel so bloody helpless." Her voice was low and flat. She glanced at me and then away again. "I've just told a man that his wife and daughter are d...ad." She was reliving the recent past. "Now he's got to tell his other two kids that their mother isn't coming home with a new baby - she isn't coming home at all." She looked at me, her eyes wide, tortured. Then they blinked closed, and she sighed, her shoulders sagging. "They tried - Oh! They tried." She looked at the clock on the wall. "Six. The first was the largest and consisted of myriad encoded systems originating from commercial interests; these were identified as far as possible and then put aside for Sir Joshua's attention at his convenience. The second was probably the diplomatic within which was two patterns — a lightly encrypted 'general' interest news cast bringing all embassies up to date on matters thought significant by Foreign Office and the second, a high level encryption signal in which several more patterns could. Down below was nothing. Just a bare innie pussy displayed for anyone to see. She did have on a pair of white anklets to keep her feet warm and clean on the wood floors. This was what she normally wore at home most of the time showing off her soft creamy skin. She knew she was letting everyone see.And she smiled as she watched the screen, knowing the camera would catch her smile and her hand curling down into her slit as her legs were pulled up and bent with the bottom leg pushed farther forward. What?A kiss! You expect him to kiss you goodnight! You idiot! Get in yourroom. You do NOT want a kiss goodnight from that asshole.I dodge around him and open the pink door."Night!" I say, my voice cracking, slipping to an annoying high pitch. Idon't look back."Sleep tight, sissy," he says.We close our doors.I'm alone. In a pink room. The bed, the walls, the floors, the light,the dresser, it's all a soft pink. It screams sissy. I'm scared to sleephere. I don't know what I'll be when I wake.