I like it there because it's got a nice selection of single malt Scotch, and they allow cigar smoking in the bar. I don't actually like cigars--smokin... them or being around the smoke--but I do like my pipe. The Jazz Club is one of the few places where I can be comfortable and enjoy the flavors of my sweet Cavendish tobacco and a glass of Macallan.So I'm there once, maybe twice a week, with or without my business partner, to relax after work. The bar opens at 4:30, and I guess I'm a regular. At. Think you can do that?"The woman I knew to have green-speckled, lavender wings carefullyappraised my dumbfounded assistant for several minutes then gathered herhair up in her hands. Two minutes later, Cassie's hair matched Alexis'-save the gray. Placing her hands on Cassie's face for less than aminute, Rose removed them to reveal 'Alexis'- as I first met her back atAvalon."Wonderful job, Rosie!" Mom praised."The cast has been set! Now on with the program!" Mom announcedexcitedly after Rose went. Although I was ashamed to admit the thought of both women humiliating me at their pleasure turned me on like never before.The plan was simple I was to be dressed in women?s underwear masturbating on our sofa when Dorothy would make one of her daily calls.The humiliation and indignity id suffer being caught in such an act would be out of this world.What would Dorothy say, I couldn?t even begin to imagine.Little did I know at the time that Dorothy was in on our scheme from the start?For some time. I only keep this story as "moderated" so that I can proofread what you've written. As for the content of this story: all characters are over the age of 18. Any content that is similar to real life events is merely coincidence.)My name is Mike Decker, and I'm a senior in high school. The only bad thing about my high school? It's a spare bedroom in my house, that my mom converted to a classroom. You see, when my twin sister Molly and I were born, my mom read all the parenting books. ALL of them..