After ashort rest, it was time to get dressed for the after party - the guestswere getting inpatient.Another half-a-pill of Viagra, to "keep things in...eresting" - and thelatex nurses dress me up for the evening. The getup was simple - latexstockings, held up by garters, reaching down from a heavy latex waistcincher that propped up my silly enormous fake breasts. Full-head latexhood, tightly laced around my head, with any sexual abuser's favoritedumb expression of perpetual surprise and an. ” I prefer to think of my nest as a family calling us a nest feels too animalistic.“If you really thing he should die then why don’t you do it?” I sweep my eyes over the girls and watch their reactions.“How?” The girl who I was considering changing asks.“Anyway you choose.” I tell her.The girl smiles and l can’t help but smile back at her, she is going to do it isn’t she. I watch as she wraps her tiny hands around the pimps throat and squeezes, he must have been closer to consciousness than I. Do you know how long it will be?”“Several hours, but I don’t actually know,” I said. “I didn’t speak to the cardiologist; he spoke privately with Matushka Anastasia and John. The basic information I have is from Doctor Evgeni Petrov, who’s a member here.”“I know Doctor Evgeni,” Deacon Vasily said. “He’s a good man. What precisely did he say?”I repeated what I had been told, and promised to call with any updates. Before he hung up, he put Tasha on the line and we confirmed she’d be in McKinley. What?” She finally said. I rolled my eyes. “Shut up. It’s...not bad.” flubbing as I tried for something less complimenting.“Nuh uh. Really?” She said blushing.Maybe I’ll drop it. I don’t want her to think I like how she looks...even if she does look better than some of the girls in my grade. Ani had undone the top couple of buttons on her blouse to cool off slightly exposing her chest. The A/C in the car didn’t work all the time and a small bead of sweat travelled down her chest. I watched it.