With my housekeeper status and role supporting Freda, it wasn’t badgiven my circumstances. But something has changed and my new path seemedmore like...a punishment than a reward and I did not understand why.Although many Fictionmania stories suggest that, in the minds of manyauthors and readers, I should be taking the opposite view!I was scared of what services I might be instructed to provide. Dressingup in various costumes could be fun and interesting. I could enjoywearing a fancy dress for an. My phone goes off, it is a message from her, an image I click it and when it downloads it is a view from the floor looking up at her spread lips and cheeks as she squatted over the ph9ne, I am guessing after getting out of the shower. I now have to roll over on my belly and she slides both of her legs out straight which go under my chest. She ask what I want to do with that. I don't skip a beat I reply with wait until mom and dad go to bed.I stay on my stomach but turn and face the TV, rubbing. We parked in a lot near the far end of the beach area and walked to it. Once there, we headed south down the beach, he said it was a bit of a walk, and he was right, I didn't care, we were holding hands and we'd stop every once in a while and kiss a little and during one of these stops we took our street clothes off and put them in a bag I brought along and we just walked in our swimwear until we were out of sight of the other beach goers. We went up over the dune line into the sea oats and. Almost as soonas the glow had covered her body, it began to fade away and Tom was leftstanding where Paula had been a moment before.Tom looked down at Linda and asked, "Do you know who I am?" Tom? What's going on?" Linda was instantly on her feet, eyes wide inshock and the pain from her bruises forgotten."You aren't supposed to know who I am. The wizard told me that realityhad been changed so that Tom Andrews never existed and Paula Andrewsdid." I don't know what to tell you. Maybe it's.