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Gentle reader endure a poor bard with tales of life's ills. A moment of yours is all I ask a lending of your wills Man lives too short this world of woe The reaper becomes friend instead of foe The prologue matters not save as a start The world will gnaw and chafe a gentle heart The Cure By Juliette Lima The store was owned by Joanna, a mature beauty I had met at our health club. She had been easy to talk to, very attractive, and very fit. She had approached me while I was working out, about partnering up as a workout team. She wanted someone available at the same time she was to help spot weights, and to keep the workout pacing along. She also explained she was a widow, and found she missed the workouts her husband and she did when he was alive. I was flattered by her attention and since I too was recently made a widower after a long marriage quite obviously was interested in finally beginning to seek female companionship. We started our schedule out with early morning bike rides to the club, and did split routines, followed by swims of between one half to three quarters of a mile, and a bike ride to Joanna's bookstore for coffee and then back home for me. For about six weeks we kept up the workout routine and I finally asked her out for dinner, she said she would be glad to go out but had a lot of work in the evenings as her store was open for business late because her clients were rather eclectic, and eccentric, but very well connected and well heeled. She was installing a new computer system, a multimedia conferencing system, and serving as a broker for several high priced exchanges of rare first editions. I told her I had done some equipment installation on the job I had retired from, and she offered me a job on the spot. I was only too happy to agree, and told her I would be back in an hour after changing clothes, since I didn't think a middle aged man in bike shorts was appropriate business attire. Joanna told me not to leave as the store had some service uniforms in a storeroom, that were bound to fit me. Sure enough the one-piece coveralls were a decent fit, and I took my bike shorts and jersey off and slipped on the coverall over the seamless liner briefs I wore under the Lycra shorts. What I failed to realize was that the thin white coveralls had slash openings in the side, that let the briefs show, and the liners being knit nylon and Lycra blend were indistinguishable from women's panties. So here I go off to work with my underwear showing, and for all anyone can tell I'm wearing what could be navy blue panties. For most of the first day I worked on moving equipment and opening up a fairly long crawlspace that ran from the soon to be conference room, to the front checkout area by way of the office. By closing time I had everything sited, and had the cables ready for pulling, and I had met one of Joanna's other employees. The first time I met Janine she was standing on the shelf ladder, and reaching precariously for a book just out of reach. "Hey push me over a foot" she called down to me. I started pushing the ladder and she said, "Here take this." As I looked up as she spread her legs and revealed her lack of panties. I dropped the book and turned away. Janine laughed and said, "Gotcha grandpa!" Now I am not averse to beautiful young women flashing their sweet parts at me, but the surprise was complete, and I actually blushed and fed the laughter even more. She didn't bother to cover herself, but just continued shelving books obviously enjoying having her crotch on display, and enjoying the rather flustered old guy trying to be polite, but not able to look away either. I also had the experience of finding out how I looked when I went to change clothes to go home and saw my reflection in the mirror, and saw the underwear showing through the thin cloth. The bike ride home was a time for reflection as I had seen more than I ever thought I would but had shown more than I ever wanted to. The next, day during our bike ride to the fitness center, Joanna spoke to me about the incident, "I hope you aren't too upset by the 'new employee initiation' the girls have cooked up?" She asked. I told her no, just surprised as hell. She asked me, "You will go along with the initiation? Won't you? It will build a real team spirit in the store." I agreed to go along as she promised me no harm would befall me, I did allow that since we had been working out at the same center for several years she could count on my heart not conking out from seeing bare- assed girls in miniskirts. She laughed and told me there were more "commando" raids to follow. And reminded me I had paraded around in what looked like panties, so I had to take what came so we could all have a good time while working. I started to blush at the thought of how I must have looked, and told Joanna I had brought along a better change of clothes for working on the cable I would be pulling. Joanna laughed and told me there would be a special "cable pulling" party when I finished. I thought I was ready to laugh off any further flashings and simply enjoy the show, but Julie, who I had not met, decided our introduction would be very special. The new computer had been delivered and to connect the new and old machines into a storewide LAN it fell to me to pull cable under the raised section of the floor. I found I could actually pull the cable along by crawling the whole length of the shaft. After I opened the shaft on both ends, I put on an old coverall worked my way into the shaft, crawled half the length and found someone had turned off the lights at both ends. I called for someone to turn on the lights and heard someone say, "Where are you?" "Trying to get out of this darn cable race," I replied. "turn the lights on so I can see the opening, be careful though the light switch is right over the hatch." "Keep talking so I can find you," the voice said. I rolled over on my back to feel for the hatch, found it, and started to squeeze out of the hole when I bumped into something with my face, the lights came on, and I saw I had stuck my face into someone's bare pussy. I pulled back to see who it was and her shoes slipped on the floor driving her tightly into my face, and wedging the two of us in the hatch. I tried to speak but opening my mouth only got me a mouthful of labia. The unknown girl ground her self into me and either laughed or squealed in delight (it's hard to hear with thighs over your ears), bringing in more spectators. "Julie for goodness sakes what are you doing?" I heard Joanna say. "Just getting acquainted with Jerry." the writhing girl replied. "Well let him out before you smother him." added Janine. "I would but I'm stuck." replied Julie. "Try to push me out from below." I put my hands on both of her perfect cheeks and pushed her out, but as she exited she laid back and rubbed her vagina over my face, and also rubbed my mouth with her asshole. I handed her the end of the cable and told Joanna I would need help handling the stapling in of the cable when I caught my breath. Julie slid back and kept her legs spread so I had to work around her with her crotch spread out invitingly. The attaching of the cable ends to the LAN was quite a job as Julie continued to either squat over the access opening or to sit on the floor with her pussy on display, several times she maneuvered her backside into my way so that I would turn to make an adjustment and stick my face in her back side. When I finished in the office I told Joanna I had to go to the other part of the crawl space and make connections in the multimedia room I asked Joanna to please go to the conference/meeting room an keep order while I slid on my back towards the other opening, nailing staples along the way. I reached the opening and called to Joanna that I would be right out and started to lift my self out and collided with another female. Joanna had squatted over the opening so I had to kiss her ass as I pushed my head out. She also slid forward and sat on my mouth. I was finally able to exit the cable race and found the office set with refreshments, and hung with a "Welcome to our Family" banner. Joanna told me the girls wanted me to have interesting introductions, and planned the whole operation. While having light refreshments (with plenty of references to all of the sweets being higher in calories than the hair pie I had to start the party), Joanna announced that from then on everyone would be required to wear skirts and panties, and all other proper women's wear. She also asked me to ride along to her home that night, and when we finally closed up shop I went to Joanna's home. Once at her home Joanna began to kiss me and pulled my clothes off, soon enough we were engaged in very hot embrace that soon found me flat on my back with Joanna's very hot crotch in my face. Joanna continued to stroke and pull on my penis while I ate her pussy and she kept up me aroused with hands and mouth. I fell asleep after satisfying Joanna orally, and being ridden by her to my own orgasm. I started to get dressed in the early morning but she stopped me and told me she would help me get ready for work with clothes she had on hand. The next morning I awoke and found my clothes gone and Joanna standing over me nude "You remember my orders from yesterday don't you?" She asked. I replied that I was not sure I knew what she was doing, and she laughed, "I said everyone would be dressed in skirts and panties, so I need to get all that body hair off of you and get you made up like a real lady. Now come on you promised to take part in the initiation, and this the last part." I went along with her, and got quite a surprise, she had an oversize flash gun like thing that zapped off my body hair and left me smooth as could be, it even removed my beard. Next she corseted me and reduced my waist to a very feminine size, fixed stockings to the garters, attached lifelike breasts to my chest, slid panties up my legs and tucked me in. All this started my penis to swell so and she took out a metal tube and slipped my penis into it and clicked a clasp over my scrotum so I was tucked back between my legs and unable to pull myself forward to urinate. I was aghast at the arousal and embarrassment I was feeling. "Just be sure to sit down to pee today." Joanna purred in my ear, "We want you to be a perfect lady, all day long." Still unnerved by the treatment she was doling out and barely able to breathe I complied. She plucked my eyebrows, made me up, and put a slip and dress on me, and gave me a pair of 4 inch spike heels ("So you'll not run away!") that had straps around my ankles. I was effectively hobbled and completely at her mercy. "You won't riding a bike around in that get up so I'll drive." she posited. So I found we were not going to workout but instead we drove to a local mall where I was dropped off at a salon for a manicure, pedicure, and wig to complete my transformation. Joanna left me my cell phone and drove off to get herself fixed up at a different salon. I was set upon by the ladies at the salon and soon had long nails, a feminine coiffure, and had a few minutes relief as my shoes were removed along with my stockings for my pedicure. As the garters were being attached to my stockings my cell phone rang and Joanna purred in my ear. "Jeanie are you done at the salon?" said a familiar voice. "Jeanie tell me you're ready and say 'Jeannie Smith's here' or I won't tell you where I am and you'll be stuck at the salon till I show up to pay your bill." I was stuck so I said, "Jeannie Smith here." Joanna told me to pull the envelope out of my purse and give it to the salon manager. The manger took the envelope and read the note, signed it, and gave it back and told me I was to meet Joanna at Victoria's Secret at the far end of the mall. I walked the length of the mall and looked for Joanna at the Victoria's Secret, and just as I was becoming aware she was not there my cell rang, "You better answer the right way now." said my tormentor. "Jeannie Smith here." I replied. "I got hung up at the bank, give the manger the note, and wait for her instructions." I pulled out the note gave it to the manager, and was told to go back down the mall to a department store, go to the lingerie department on the second floor and ask for Sally. I did as I was told, arriving sometime later and looked around for someone to ask for Sally. Finally a woman wearing a nametag "Sally" approached and when I asked if she was Sally, She replied "I am. I just had a call that a man in a dress with his hem tucked in his corset was looking for me. And to tell him to go back to Victoria's Secret, but not to touch his skirts." I almost passed out from the embarrassment "Are you Jeannie Smith the girly-man being taught he doesn't wear the pants at work?" She asked. "I am." I replied. "Be sure to stay on the second level till you get to the far end, and take the elevator, and be sure to stand with your back to the glass wall." Was her only reply. Now I knew I was on display and had to walk the length of the mall knowing everyone was looking at my panties. The trip was sheer hell and when I arrived Joanna met me and had me walk around the store for some time, keeping me turned back to the door so passersby could get a good look at my panties I begged her to let me pull my skirt over my panty seat, but she kept me on display, and even made me stop several times on our walk back to her car (very circuitously taking more escalators, and stairs than I ever could imagine) and bend over to look at imaginary items on the floor. When we got to her car she had me remove several small boxes from the trunk one at a time and first stack them neatly beside the car and as women walked by, put the boxes back one at a time. This kept me on display for quite some time and I begged her to stop my embarrassment "Okay just a couple more stops and I'll take us to work for the day." she said, "Get in the car and be ladylike." I opened the passenger side door and saw a strange seat cover on the seat, a plastic mat with metal bumps all over it. "Get in like a real lady, butt first." Joanna said. I turned and sat down on the seat and just as my feet were lifted a shock hit me in my bottom. When I lowered my feet to get up another shock hit me. "Now don't try to leave." she ordered, "Just turn around and remember I have the controls over here." I turned to the front of the car and felt a vibration start in on my crotch area and my anus. "As long as you obey you get a little buzz, but if you hesitate I will give you stronger and stronger shocks, so be a good girl now, okay? Say 'Yes ma'am Miss Joanna, I'll be a good girl'" I quickly said exactly what she ordered and she told me to close the door and buckle up, and I promptly obeyed. "Are you having fun yet?" Joanna asked. "No Miss Joanna." I stammered. "May I please pull my skirt over my panties?" "Do you think you can raise your pantied bottom off the seat cushion?" she replied. "Only if you don't shock me," I said. "Oh I shock you do I? I'm properly dressed; you're the shocking one with her panties all out in the air." Joanna teased. "Just enjoy the vibration on your bottom and try to stay soft so the chastity doesn't get too tight." I replied that "It's too late for that I'm already hurting from the tube." "Oh my and there are two more women at work who might try to 'shock" you." Joanna added. "What are you ever going to do?" "Whatever you want me to do Miss Joanna." I replied. "I just want to get back in my pants." "But Jeanie you've worn panties every day before this." Joanna taunted. "You tried to tell me those were bike shorts liners but when I put them away I noticed they were seamless panties and have a women's lingerie name brand." "I must have mixed my late wife's panties in by mistake when doing laundry." I tried to explain. "I do wear men's pants, not panties." "Well today you're definitely pantied and will be the perfect lady or have an absolutely awful time. One of my best customers has rented the conference room for a special meeting of her club. I want you to be the hostess for their meeting, show them the special DVDs they ordered, and do whatever they want. Oh and by the way every one of her friends will be reporting on your behavior so be very subservient, a real ass kisser, if you don't want to find out just how bitchy theses ladies can be." I started to tear up and my voice cracked as I begged her to please let me go home, I offered to eat her and be her panty slave begged her to not make me be slave to a group of strangers. "You won't be slave to a bunch of strangers, Jeanie." Joanna added, "You will be right in the middle of some of your very oldest friends. Now let's get you to work in that room making everything perfect, oh by the way go back to the trunk, you have some boxes to carry in." I repeated the ordeal of unloading the boxes on at a time while Joanna supervised the stacking, and then carried on box across the parking lot to the door, and rang the bell for Joanna to let me in. Joanna came to the door and told me to carry each box around the string of shops to the back door, but to first move the stack to in front of the front door. I moved all twenty five boxes, one at a time first across the parking lot, and then around the shops, all the while knowing my panties were on display. After finishing my chore, I was set to arranging the room, and setting out the "party favors" which were such things as paddles, butt plugs, and dildoes. I was really afraid of what Joanna might have planned now, and soon Janine and Julie came in and began to taunt me about my crossdressing, and the variety of sex toys. "Wow Jeanie you will be one sore tail bitch after the party ends, if these old broads get all of these toys put to use on you." Janine said. Julie weighed in by adding, "Bet you wish you had done a better job of kissing Joanna's ass last night, don't you?" I begged the girls to please leave me alone and stop making matters worse, but they just continued to tease me and also rubbed my panty seat and laughed about what they saw printed on my panties. "Do you have any idea what Joanna had written on your panties?" Julie asked. "No Miss Julie I don't." I replied. "Is it really embarrassing?" "Only to a real manly man." Janine replied. "For you it's just a statement of fact." The day dragged on as I had more and more demeaning tasks to do always being paraded around with my skirts raised in back to show my panties. I was sent to the Chinese takeout place at the end of the strip mall for everyone's lunch and was mortified to find a large group of women waiting for lunch, and having to walk to the back of the dining area for my order after being kept waiting. It seemed every store had something out on the sidewalk so I was hampered the whole way out and back, and of course Joanna made me go back for duck sauce, and on my return Julie sent me for hot mustard, and lastly Janine sent me back for more noodles, and when I arrived the very beautiful Chinese girl at the counter asked me to be sure and eat all of my special treat. I must have looked surprised because she shouted loudly, "Be sure to eat all that young guy come we put together for you." I left at as fast a pace as I could go and had to stumble through the racks of goods on the sidewalk which were constantly being pushed around. I finally got to sit and start to eat, the strange looking rice dish, all three of my tormentors made sure I ate all of the dish and kept asking me if I liked the "young guy come" sauce. As I was finishing the next to last bit Joanna asked me if I wanted to try some of her special sauce, and pulled out a package squeezed it tightly and pricked it with a fork, squirting the "sauce" on my rice. Julie scooped up the last bite with a spoon and popped it in my mouth, and told me to swallow. I managed to swallow and then Joanna dropped an empty condom on my plate. After lunch we all watched the video prepared for the meeting, and I endured the complete recapping of my last two days, which were presented as though I had been trying to get my face in the crotch of all three women, and through editing I was shown confessing to being a lecherous old man and at the end of the video an invitation to spank me was made. I was in tears now begging the women to not do me this way, but the three of them only laughed and sent me to greet the special party. In horror I greeted a dozen women who had worked with me before I retired and who would now see my degradation. Serena the leader of the group had been a loud and abrasive woman who had always had to put me down somehow, and now she and her cronies had me quite literally by the balls. I served drinks, and hors d'oeuvre while they gathered, and after all had assembled I was given a written speech to give and sent to the front of the room. I was positioned on a raised platform in front of the projection screens and when the crowd quieted I began to read: "Dearest ladies I stand her to atone for my past behavior, it is truly fitting I should be here with my skirts raised to uncover my panties, as I have looked up skirts all my life and now each of you can see me exposed as I tried to see you. Since I have been put on this spot by my own actions I want you all to enjoy my discomfort, following the film I will be auctioning my virginity through a special paddle auction. The paddles on the tables will be distributed to you all, and I will circulate after showing you how I got myself pantied so each of you can bid. "Just write the bid amount on the paddle, spank me the number of times you bid in dollars, and when the final tally, is made my ass belongs to the high bidder. The next highest bidder will be given her choice of sloppy seconds, or she may chose to be given oral pleasure by me while I surrender my virginity. "Any other bidders that make the actual amount of spanks delivered payable as a donation to the 'Women's Business Circle' will receive a kiss of thanks from me. I hope all of you bid high and I look forward to serving you with all my being. Now let's all enjoy the video 'Panties for the Chauvinist'." Throughout the speech the women had laughed and cheered. I walked to the back of the room and saw the screen showing my pantied rear and read the words: "I wear panties, because the Women's Business Circle knows how to change men." The film ran for an hour and a half and showed me being brought to my current sorry state. After it ended Joanna handed me one paddle and sent me to the first woman, Serena my old coworker, who wrote on the paddle and then pulled me over her lap, and sent five swats into my bottom. I was sent back to Joanna who handed me another paddle, sent me to the next woman, who repeated the action but raised the bid. After all twelve of the ladies had had at me, I was given a card sent forward and made to read: "The last bid of fifteen is now the high bid do any ladies wish to increase their bid?" Five hands were raised and I went for each ladies paddle, and soon had had the top bid raised to twenty-five. I was made to ask for more bids, and at the last Janine spoke up. "Can I bid on this?" Serena spoke up, "Sure you can dear, just have the sissy bring you a paddle." I complied with the request and Janine put in a bid of thirty-six. No further bids arose, so Janine was declared the winner and Serena was runner-up. The other women pulled the chairs around the little platform, where two ottomans were set. Joanna led me up to the platform and ordered me over the ottoman. I lay there as she and Julie strapped my thighs to the sides and my wrists to a ring in the platform. Janine sat on the ottoman in front of me and revealed the large strap-on dildo. "Suck it nice and wet so it'll slip in." she ordered. As I sucked I heard Joanna ask Serena which option she would exercise, and Serena said, "I want his tongue to please me for once and all." I felt my panties pulled down and a cold gob of lubricant anoint my anus, and Janine stood and went back behind me, and began to teases my opening lightly. Serena stood over me and asked me, "Are you ready to please me, sissy?" I sobbed out that I was ready. And Serena surprised me by laying face down on the ottoman and raising her skirt. To my horror Joanna and Julie very ceremoniously drew down her ample panties leaving me confronted with Serena's large ass. "Oh look what you get to lick!" Julie cooed. She and Joanna pushed the ottoman back so my mouth and nose entered Serena's crack. At the same instant Janine plunged into my ass and the large cheeks covering me muffled my screams. "As soon as you lick the pumping will start and you will stay here until both women come." I licked and licked until the big assed woman began to buck, and squeal, also the pumping in my anus increased and soon Janine squealed in pleasure. I was left on the hassock, and each woman who had bid approached the platform and put money in a box at my face and presented her ass to be kissed. I was instructed to say, "Thank you for this generous donation and for your very sweet kiss in return." After all the guests had left Janine approached me and quickly inserted a buttplug so my agony of defeat was continued. My panties were removed and replaced with new ones. My skirt was lowered over the panties and I was allowed to rise so I could clean up the meeting room. Joanna took me to her home, where I was allowed out of the women's clothes and make up; she even removed the buttplug, and had me soak in the tub to soothe the pain. I asked her for the key to the chastity, but her answer was terrifying, "Oh Serena has the key you have to see her about it." Joanna told me then I could continue to work for her but had to serve every month as "Sissy of Ceremonies" at the "Women's Business Circle" meetings, and could only approach Serena after obtaining permission from the meeting's presiding officer, who was designated during the business meeting (which as a man in panties I was forbidden to enter). I asked when the next meeting was, and was told January, and I was instructed I could only petition the presiding officer in writing if I had a notarized statement from three members that I had worn women's clothing for 90 consecutive days. I submitted to the requirements, but found the January meeting was only eighty seven days after the October 31st meeting I had been taken to. The next meeting was in April, but two weeks before the meeting Joanna laid out only men's clothing for me and after working all day reminded me I needed my statements from her and the two girls in the shop, which showed I had only 14 days (because of the one day of men's clothes). The next meeting was 85 days distant, but with my prior 14 days I was in bounds, I made my request, and was told I could see Serena only during work hours, on Wednesdays, if I made my appointment 21 days before hand. This made the meeting difficult to schedule as Serena either had vacations scheduled or conferences out of town. Finally two months after my affidavits were accepted I got to meet Serena at her office. As I entered my old employer's office building I was greeted by the metal detector at the guard desk which rang from my chastity. A wand search followed narrowing the search site. The female guard (one of Serena's friends) took me behind a screen and made me raise my skirts, then rubbed my crotch, and announced, "No working gun here!" and passed me through to one of my former co-workers who escorted me to Serena. I was taken to a conference room where Serena and five more of her cronies waited. The seven women had been a collection of useless gossips when I supervised them and had my wife not taken ill I would have fired all seven. Now I was defenseless and at the mercy of harpies and shrews. Serena broke the silence, "Well look who the cat drug in ladies, our old boss, the pain in the ass has found out just how it feels to be over a barrel. Now the prick is all locked up in his worries, and wants to make amends." Each of Serena's coterie laughed and someone asked if I was ready to serve or if I needed to stew longer. "Please Ms Serena." I began. "Silence!" shouted Serena's right hand girl, Jolene, "Crawl to Serena's feet and begin to kiss, you may speak when you kiss the right way." I dropped to my knees and crawled, as the women began to slap my bottom with their hands. My skirts were pulled up and someone tugged at my panties, so that soon my bare ass was assaulted and they drove me around the room until I finally began to sob and beg for mercy. I was driven in tears to Serena's feet and made to understand though spanks to start to kiss the heel of one of here feet, then moved higher up her leg; finally I was made to kiss her between her ample buttocks. "You may say one word for every twenty-five kisses." Jolene hissed. I kissed and kissed until I could ask for release from the chastity, which at twenty-five kisses per word is an ordeal. Serena agreed to release me after I came back to work as her assistant, and would set me free after six months servitude. I had to agree, and so began six months of cleaning up the horrible mess Serena and her crew had wrought. I found out the entire operation had been so badly run, the higher ups were ready to close the whole local office operation. Every day I toiled for Serena I had to start with kissing her ass, and each week one more of her inner circle was added to my kissing list. I was working through lunches, and late into the evenings for the whole six months. Late one night just before I left I took the final reports in to Serena, and found she had left. I noticed the office safe was exposed since the wall plaque that was to cover it had not been locked. Just hoping Serena was as lazy as always I tried the combination I had used. I opened the safe and found bank records, copies of fraudulent forms, Serena's disk wallet with all her data, and a small key. I tried the key in the chastity, and found it released me. I loaded a banker's box with the contents of the safe, and started up Serena's computer, opened her e-mail and copied all her contacts, that had reference to her "Women's Circle". I also found her bank password written on her desk drawer, and used it to transfer her embezzled funds from offshore back into the company coffers. Lastly I used her system password to lock the computers of all her cronies, forwarded all of her records, and overnighted the box of records to the company's internal audit office with a complete download of all Serena had done. I went home at dawn, and stripped off my female attire. I awoke at noon with the phone ringing; Joanna was calling me franticly asking if I knew why the police had served her with a search warrant? I told her, "No I don't, but you might call Serena." "I have called her she's not answering at home or at work, And Janine and Julie called me from jail asking for me to provide bail, what's happened?" Joanna continued. "And why are you at home? You should be at Serena's office!" the slow-witted wench continued. "I quit that job when I found the key to success." I told her. "Serena is going to be taking a long over due vacation, all expenses paid by the Department of Corrections." I added. "You might be better served by a call to a lawyer. All of the scheme has been uncovered, including your money laundering scheme you call a book store." I heard the phone hit the desk and Joanna scream. And a new voice came on the line. "This is Special Agent Lucas of the FBI, are you one of Joanna Caudal's associates?" "No agent Lucas, I'm not, Ms Caudal was an acquaintance I thought I knew, but we never really got around to learning much about each other. I would be glad to tell you all I know about her though, shall I meet you at your office?" I replied. "Sure! What's your name?" The agent asked. "Jerry Sutton." I replied "I used to work out at the same health club as Ms Caudal, we started a social acquaintanceship but nothing much came of it, she's a bit too controlling and not to my liking at all, once I got more information." The agent continued, "Do you know much about her day to day operations? We had a large box of records dropped on our white collar crime office this morning, and none of the women in custody is talking." "Why don't I meet with you at the county police headquarters agent." I said, "I need to file an assault complaint, and start the ball rolling on several local level crime investigations first, then get down to particulars on Joanna, Janine, Julie, Serena and all their cronies." EPILOGUE: The newspapers had a great time relating the story of the major embezzlement of several millions, by a band of women. I had to see matters through to the end and had a bad week of cross-examination when I testified. The lawyers tried to cast guilt on me, but I had a solid paper trail, and copies of the videos of my ordeals to corroborate all my testimony. The local prosecutor was perplexed when she won convictions for rape, abduction, false imprisonment, and conspiracy to commit rape etc, against the gang, there had never been a rape case filed by a man against one woman, let alone fifteen. By the time all charges were tried, or alocuted to by guilty pleas, the local and federal prosecutors had amassed enough convictions to build five careers and could brag about having fifteen convicts doing almost two centuries, from one operation. Of the women Joanna is now the bitch of a three hundred-pound bad ass who makes her life hell. Janine and Julie were beaten so badly in their first week in prison they had to be hospitalized, and are both wheelchair bound from spinal cord injuries. Serena tried to be a hard ass but was shanked by the big momma that wanted Joanna. I am on the mend; I live with my daughter and her family, and volunteer at the prison where my late wife was warden. My late wife was well respected by the convicts, and I had made a lot of friends among the trustees that had worked at our old house. Every day I see at least one of the gang of fifteen has a new bruise or cut or a scrape, and has lost good time, or is bound for the hole. Last time I saw Joanna I noticed she had had her teeth knocked out, seems she had to be cured of biting.