Irene had shocking luck with men. Camilla's biological father had dropped Irene the moment he learned she was pregnant. He never had any contact with ...is daughter. He was an unemployable no-gooder and died from an overdose a few years later. Irene and Camilla struggled on.Irene was a laboratory analyst in a pharmaceutical company when she had Camilla, but she worried about the health implications and didn't want to return to that kind of work. With the help of her parents she managed to. We left, mom had given her address and contact info and we went home in Bev’s car. Once home I went back in to my little hovel and passed out for 12 hours. I guess I was so out of it I did not notice the low knocks on the door that night. The next morning I got up and Bev was there with Mom to take me back to Doctor M’s office and then to work. He cleared me to go back to work and told me to come to the office the following Thursday to have the stitches removed. Life pretty much went back to. You bring out emotions in me that I didn’t know existed. Jesus, Emmy, you’re fucking amazing! You came harder just being spanked than most women cum being fucked. How is that even possible?”She knew the question was rhetorical. Her heart swelled as he kissed her. He held her for a little while longer. Then he whispered, “Ready to be released from that belt?”She nodded, and he reached into his shirt pocket for the key. He removed it slowly and the feeling of the two plugs moving out of her like. Dressing as girl? Again? Halloween was one thing. But wearingthem when it was a normal day was another thing else entirely. Questionsraced through my mind as I thought about this. One question wasprominent."Err... why?"It was Stephanie's turn to be silent. For a moment I thought she wasgoing to hang up"I need to talk about this with you. And I would like you to be...Molly."I remembered what she had said as she had embraced me the night before,if she had been a lesbian, she would have fancied.