"Yeah... it's okay," was the muffled reply. I was thrilled with how quickly she'd consented and I dropped my hand to her lap and felt around for the h...m of her t-shirt. Once I found it, I slid my hand up inside and touched her body. Her skin felt like it was on fire and I briefly panicked when my fingers touched her bare boob because she lurched away from me but quickly settled again."Sorry," she whispered, sounding a little embarrassed."Do you want me to stop?" No, no it's just, no one but. Iam here to babysit you until she comes back. You are to do everything Isay. Is that understood?Him: Yes.Christina: Yes what?Him: Yes...mistress.Christina: That's right. Next time I won't be as kind. Now let's removeyour blindfold. Does your mother always keep you like this? (She removedhis blindfold in one quick motion.)Him: Yes mistress. I am always tied down like this when I sleep.Christina: I love your lingerie sissy. Very feminine. This bra isadorable. Accentuates your tits nicely. And boy. Dr. Milton is going to help us with that, and I think Harley is on board as well.”Aunt Margie, growing more anxious by the second, grabbed my arm and asked, “But what if we can’t prove it, Marty? Does that mean I’ll have to go to jail?”“I wouldn’t worry about that just yet. Our legal system tends to grind exceedingly slow, what with all the motions, appeals and what not. It’s too early to fret about a possible jail sentence. What we have to concentrate on for the moment is being well. This is an interceptor capable of three-quarters light if I push it, and it can cruise at a half-light all day, so I refuse to fly it as if it were a bus.”When Selina felt the interceptor’s drive come on as well as the artificial gravity, she almost asked if Arlene had forgotten to tell the AI to open the outer hatch of the building, but realized at the last second as the interceptor lifted straight through the illusion. With little more than an eyeblink, Selina’s screens showed them in space.