That's to be expected. But there is this brief moment ofrelief, like I put down something super heavy I hadn't even realized Iwas carrying. I feel lig...t, and free and ... So what do I do about that?*****Well, its the last day of the year, so I'll say goodbye, diary, untilnext year.Here's hoping its a better one.*****Happy new year, Diary!I decided I'm going to do more boy stuff, and get rid of my desire to bea girl that way. I've started letting my facial hair grow out, and I'[mgoing to sign up. During dinner, Master explained the workings of the household to me. ‘You’ll have noticed by now that most of the men here do some work on the grounds. It’s not required to work here as a servant and as a pet, but some prefer it that way. We also have a complete staff of servants, most of whom are strictly that. There is no playing with them by any of the pets, our guests or ourselves.’ ‘And the people in the surrounding villages accept what goes on here?’ It was more than a little difficult to. I walked up to the desk and as I checked my coat, noticed two painters arguing in French. One stormed away while the other shrugged, turned, and entered the bathroom. I followed him in. He unzipped his pants and began to pee in a urinal. No one else was there so I walked up behind him and strangled him. Then I took his clothes. I proceeded to throw his corpse in a laundry container for towels. I then began to explore more of the theater. I found a hallway going down to the basement. I walked in. 24/7 they were obviously sexually available to Gus, but also the guys that stayed with him. Which meant most evenings she was there would be a similar gangfuck to what I enjoyed on my first visit.The next morning I left for Gus’s house almost as soon as David was off to work; as my husband had instructed - I wore a pair of black stocking with a wide lacy tops attached to that nice black suspender belt, and my highest black patent leather 5” high stilettos heeled court shoes; on top I wore just.