I was having a hard time getting used to wearing the long thobe, and I’m sure that Karen was even more uncomfortable in her abaya and niqab. My day ...ent very well, and I was soon in the swing of things doing my job. I was able to communicate in Arabic for the most part, only using the interpreter a few times. I could hardly wait to talk with Karen that night to see how things went at the hospital.After eating the nice dinner of local cuisine prepared for us by Rafat, we sat around the living. As we’d arranged, we both started speaking at the same time.“Adrian Carter.” “Sheila Carter.”“Will you marry us?“Sheila burst into tears.Now, I haven’t had a lot of experience of proposing marriage, but from what I had heard, it’s normally supposed to make the recipient happy. I was nonplussed by her reaction, but I did quickly get to my feet again – and was then almost bowled over as she sprung up and threw herself at me.Ye gods, she nearly squeezed the life out of me. It took a few minutes. Sorry it's been a while. I haven't dressed and I felt a little odd sending you a note while in men's clothing. Today I'm dresses, corseted, and locked up. I'm just not sure how long I'll keep myself locked up. I did finally get baby oil to use though and the cage is more comfortable because of it. I thought lube would work fine, but I was wrong. Now I'm all sissied up and wondering what I should do. Part of me thinks I should practice pleasing real men.I hope that, when you are dressed in mens. I decided to take a nice hot shower. While taking my shower my head started to feel fuzzy again and it felt like mind was drifting off. I got out thinking maybe the hot water was making me feel light headed. I went into my room and just put on a pair of jeans. As I was about to my put shirt on Sara barge in my room with a strange look on her face. ‘What wrong honey?” ask worried. She answered in a angry voice “You was with another women last night wasn’tyou?” “What” was all I could say in.