.. or so they say. And because you asked, I will tell you my story, and how it started, and as much as I want to tell you that story in words I cannot... because you would think me insane. So instead I will put it all down on paper and then let you decide. I will attempt to write it in chronological order just as it occurred, but forgive me if I slip from time to time ... because; you see I myself do not necessarily believe it. It is only because I lived it, ah ... am yet living it that I am. "What?" he screamed. "Are you stupid? Do you want to go downtown to lockup? You keep me waiting out here for over a minute. You do not address me with the respect and authority I deserve. I give you the break of a lifetime. Not only do I spare you the arrest you and consequences of that disgusting dirty jail I allow you to serve and worship me as my sex slave/sissy. Have I been less than fair?" he continued screaming. After a short silence I was asked again in a calmer more controlling voice,. It’s Sara.” Annie shouted in the phone.“Where are you?”“Have Spencer bring you, tell him Arleen’s.”And she hung up.Fortunately, there was no one else in the store but even the people on the sidewalk could hear her screaming.Annie went back to Sara. She pulled her into a hug and talked very quietly to her and eventually managed to get her to sit on the floor. They sat that way and Annie quietly tried to calm her. but it was no use, so she just held on to her.“I am sorry Arleen, it was too early. For now. I walked around behind her and admired her heart shaped ass. I began to undress right down to my boxers. My dick was already hard and ready to go. I stood back for a minute more before I slowly crawled onto the bed. I was kneeling behind her, her pussy right in front of my hard cock. I pulled it out and began teasing her pussy lips with it. I rubbed it up and down her slit, going slowly along her clit and making her shiver with anticipation.I noticed her head twitch to the left, trying.