?Slave, go to my room and get the dowel in the corner, four pieces of rope, and the cat-o-nine tails.??Yes Mistress Julie.? I go and get what Mistress...Julie has requested. It takes me a couple of minutes to find the dowel.Master Arnold ties my wrists and arms to the dowel. I’m standing in front of Mistress Julie and Mistress Susan with my arms extended outward.Mistress Julie looks up at me. ?Slave, kneel before us.?I kneel down.?You will worship Mistress Susan and I. You will offer your prayer. " I paused for a second to catch my breath. "It'sonly been eight days and my emotions feel like a roller coaster ride. Iknow I am a girl on the inside and want to be one completely. It's justthat when I'm with Brian my male parts get excited and when I am alone Iuse them for pleasure. I've kissed him almost every day so far and Isimply melt into him. He is just so cute, and I want to experience morewith him as I am. These feelings are confusing the hell out of me," Itold Thelma."All these. It had two primary streets that met in a small town square, and a third, gently curving road that led from the East end of town to the South end, bypassing the built up area.The North /South Street terminated at a small lake on the North End and a small Port facility on the South. Beside the lake was a pumping station that was probably supplying water to the town and the mine operations. The lake itself was fed by three, medium sized, tributary streams and it looked as though the single outlet. "You remaining men are either gutless cowards or else you might possibly have a functioning brain. Unlikely for a young man but we will see. There is no glory in being a scout and even less glory in being a GOOD scout. You're almost never going to sleep in a soft bed let alone get any of the better looking camp girls. You'll spend half of your time running for your life in the pouring rain or freezing snow and the rest of your time wishing that you were because the boredom is sometimes worse.