]12 March 3019 (Third Age), AnórienÉowyn pressed her forehead against the frigid rock outcropping. Her fever flowed into the cold stone, but it wasn...��t enough to stem her heat.She’d staggered away from camp, semi-coherently mumbling something about sudden illness to a startled Meriadoc, fleeing aimlessly into the steep defiles and crags of the nearby mountains’ roots. Their faint shadows enveloped everything, further blackening the already impossible gloom, and she knew that finding her way back. And I heard Jack tell me that uncle Bill (at least in his younger days) had a reputation among the girls for being the kind of guy that they would all enjoy having for a one-night stand. I didn’t really understand what that meant exactly, but I was very curious to find out. It seemed to me that getting my hands on uncle Bill was a great experiment just waiting to happen. The longer I waited, the hornier I got; so I came up with a plan and put it into action last week. Since Bill had recently. His hair's been done in a French plait, and two trails of hair effeminately bounce on his shoulders. He can smell the lipstick on his lips and feel it's alien texture, taste it's strange taste. His legs and pubes had indeed been shaved, and a thong and suspender belt and stockings had been dressed onto him. He felt supremely embarrassed, and a dog collar was put round his neck by one of the dominatrices."Oh look," It was Aphrodite again. "The little whore is blushing, Dirty girl!" Apollo didn't. Those included khakis and a polo shirt. Under the khakis, Amelia told me I had to wear pink lace panties. She had purchased them at Boulevard just for me.I had to strip in front of her to put them on but, by that point, I didn’t have much to hide from her. I bent over to pull my pants back up when she stopped me.“Wait. Stand up straight,” she barked.Taking a couple of steps toward me, she bent over and inspected the panties. She put two fingers in the waist band and tugged on it. Then she stuck.