I will be neither on earth nor in heaven. Her tongue was lapping my ear and her finger feeling my neck without leaving a single inch.Though it was jus... 3 PM still atmosphere were like 6.30 PM due to heavy rain. I was struggling with the thoughts of Vimal, who is my lovely husband and Kamala, who is irresistible. Kamala put her hand on my neck and pulled me towards her. God … my boobs got pressed on her boobs, though we are fully dressed the softness of her melons on mine were electrifying. I. We'll rid the streets of them," I said slipping into election mode for the first time ever."Veteran?" asked a timid looking woman."New Party. Good people who won't put up with this sort of thing," I replied."You standin'?" asked the old guy."Aye." Got my vote then, sojer boy," he said with a toothless grin as I spotted Derek approaching.There was a murmur of agreement before the crowd dispersed; enforcers were feared, and not popular."So they were stupid enough to try something in daylight?" he. Nobody wants a clown-whore. No, we will get you some make-up that fits your skin tone much better, and that will be another one of your daily tasks?to practice putting it on and making yourself pretty. It?s a skill all good transvestite slaves should have. And we do want you to be the perfect little sissy.? she chuckled. Tom was beside himself; it was like every moment with this woman knocked him down a peg further. Just how far could things spiral out of control? All he could do was stare. ”Mark Thomson grinned obscenely. “You’re a man after my own taste, Mr., uh…?”“Fitzwilliam.”Thomson nodded. “Will you follow me this way?”The path to the bedding area, like the path to get to the office that Thomson and Fitzwilliam had just been sitting in (not Thomson’s actual office, but a spare one kept only for doing business such as had just been transacted), was circuitous and immensely perplexing. It was pretty clear to Fitzwilliam, given the secretive nature of the company and its inner.