”“But Daddy said I could help out with them,” Emily Elizabeth argues.“He may have, but it’s not place for a woman,” her mother counters. �...�The house is the place for a woman. And that means housework, not mixing with horses and those men. I’m sorry I couldn’t give your daddy any boys, and I hate you have to do all that outside work. Soon you’ll be a responsible woman doing what a woman is supposed to do.”“But Mama, I don’t want to be a house wife like that,” the girl protests.“You sit down,. "She offered it to Kate who read over the paperwork. It seemed completelynormal except for the little location that she was to put her thumbprintwith a blood seal.Mesmerized by the thought of what she was about to do she quickly signedthe paperwork. A little brush of her teeth was enough to get a littlepool of blood that she could place her thumb against the seal. The blooditself slid inside of the paper to create a magical symbol.Kate looked at both of them with anticipation. There was a pause. When Linda had so cavalierly suggested that Simon wearthe silks and satins he so desperately wanted her to wear, Melissa knew itwouldn't be long before she had him wearing those things and carrying onin the club with every other queen. Even more than that, she figured, itwouldn't be long before she had Linda wearing all those pretty things aswell. Melissa did have that much power over just about everybody whocrossed her path."You know, Melissa, I do believe you're right," Linda giggled,. I arose from bed and showered, cleaning myself and shaving my genital area. As I stared at myself in the mirror I realized that it was time for something more. The hair on my chest and legs had to go. It would not do if I was to be a true slut. I true sissy. If I was going to be the womanwhore that I desired to be. So I slowly and methodically shaved the hair from my body. Close. I was getting close. But not completely happy with the results. I applied lotion. A scented lotion of Lilac, to my.