‘Thank you Mrs. Stephens for having me over everything is wonderful. I hope I’m not imposing.’ ‘I’ve told you Michael, quit making me feel ...ld, call me Janet or Jan,’ Janet frowns. Mrs. Stephens is Rick’s mother. Anyway, I am not that much older than you. What, fifteen years? We are glad to have you. If we didn’t see you at least once a week, we’d think something is wrong.’ Rick smirks, ‘Fifteen years? You know you still got it.’ Rick leans back taking a break from eating, ‘Honey, I told. ”“I’m sorry, Sir,” I gasped.“No, you’re not.” I could practically hear his smile. “Not yet.”With no warning, his palm smacked across my ass, leaving behind a searing memory of the impact. My thin panties gave me little protection against him. I yelped and then shoved my face into the bed, trying to muffle my cry.“What was that, slut?” Adam asked.I paused, and then pulled my face out of the pillows. “One,” I said clearly.“That’s right,” he said, and then spanked me again even harder. I bit my. I've found ones who want the work, and are more suited for it than a position at Lady Heather's.Although I didn't reshape the megaplex council overnight, I've always voted to support the greatest good for the greatest number, so long as no individuals are unfairly penalized in the process. Over time I've noted a subtle shift as the rest of the council have come to see things more logically than before. They are now serving their own constituents better as well.Don't believe that I didn't get my. I was her slave, bond and helplessjust as she wanted me to be. A cross-dressed, painted "gurl" that Lisacould play dress the dolly with, any time she wished. But, and it was ahuge but, I didn't mind. I wanted to be with Lisa and, if this was theprice to pay, then I was more than willing to pay. Besides, afterexamining myself carefully in the mirror, I have to say I looked kind ofgood. Ok, not knock-out gorgeous, I don't think I would have won anybeauty contests. But I did make a very passable.