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This is a work of fiction. Any similarity between the characters herein described and persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Comments and constructive criticism welcome. If anybody likes this story and would like it to be continued, let me know. This story contains graphic sexual acts and you must be of legal age to read this work of fiction. There is some urine play involved so if your not into this type of thing, pass it up. Legal stuff: Do not recreate any of the scenarios described herein; doing so could result in permanent injury and or death. The author assumes no legal responsibility if you do! Part 1: Amber saw the exit sign. It read "Farnsworth Ave., 1 mile ahead." She took a deep breath. It had been nearly a year since she first met Mistress Gigi. During that time the Mistress had put Amber thru the paces. Each one was designed to help her meet her goal. To experience true "femininity." Of course a difficult goal for any male. The challenges Amber endured were many. Mannerisms, clothing, make-up (oh how she worked and worked on the difficult make-up.) Amber even first began to experience the various sexual issues that women encounter. Miss Gigi sent Amber into the "real" world to see how women are treated by men. By drunken men. Amber was groped, fondled, verbally insulted and once, in an alley near Belmont. nearly raped. Each time the Mistress expertly selected the area of the city, the restaurant, the bar that is at least partially accepting of a cross-dresser. Tonight Amber would experience more. This was the third time she was invited to the quarterly "Master & Mistresses Club", or M&M Club for short. She knew that her Mistress was able to invite her to two get- togethers and "protect" her. On those two earlier evenings, Amber wore the required maids outfit, but also had a subtle yellow ribbon on her left arm. This simple addition told the Masters and Mistresses that Amber's role was limited to serving drinks, cleaning, greeting guests at the door, etc. In short, she was required to do whatever the Masters and Mistresses wanted, as long as sex was not involved. The two outing limit was so that the slaves and/or maids could get used to the environment before more was required. All the maids who attended were born male, but were serving as female. Amber jumped as a horn blew next to her on the road. As she looked to her right, she saw a huge truck next to her. Looking up and thru the sunroof, she saw the man driving making rude gestures toward her. She blushed while trying to pull down her dress a bit. She noticed that she had pulled her left leg close to the seat and her panties were showing to the trucker. Pushing on the gas pedal, she accelerated in front of the truck and pulled off as the exit appeared on her right. After paying the toll (thankfully to a woman who paid her no attention) she made the left at the light and knew she was now less than 5 minutes from the home. Turning into the driveway, she stopped and waited for the gate. Like before, a male voice in the speaker asked her to identify herself. "Maid Amber. I belong to Mistress Gigi." "One second" came the response. After less than 30 seconds, the gate opened. Amber drove onto the property and followed the brick driveway. Even though this was her third visit, she was still in awe of the property. She did wonder who M. Hansen was. She saw the name on the mailbox the first time out here. In conversations with Mistress, she knew that many in the "Club" were doctors, lawyers among other professionals. All were rich. Beyond rich really. One of the other Maids told Amber how she had just come back from a business trip with one of the Members. He was a hedge-fund manager who had clients around the world. Just the two of them rode the Masters personal jet to various places across the globe. Although the girl never provided details, she got the impression that she served the Master and his clients during the two week trip. Amber wondered how she would react if she were asked to do the same. Her Mistress told her that once she accept Her collar, she no longer could say "no." But that hadn't happened yet. Might that be part of tonight's plan? As Amber got to the front of the house, she saw a sign pointing to the side which read "Maids and Servants." Following, she parked her car next to the six others. Turning on the dome light, Amber checked her make-up in the mirror and puckered up her lips. Licking them once, she took another deep breath and exited the car. Entering the house from the side she saw Mistress Gigi. With a perfect curtsey, she said "greeting Mistress. Your girl is here to serve." Gigi came over and gave Amber a big hug and kissed her on the lips. "You make me so proud girl. I hope you enjoy tonight and it's everything you want it to be. But remember, until you have the collar on, you can still say no. Is that clear?" Amber looked the beautiful blonde Mistress in the eye and said, "Yes Ma'am." "Good, lets go upstairs." They entered a bedroom suite on the second floor. Amber had been on this floor before as the girl's have access to it to prepare. Closing the door Gigi said, "Stand up straight and let me look at you." Doing as she was told, Mistress inspected the girl. Black top, low cut of course, black frilly skirt. White apron. Black stockings and 4" black heels. Each heel was held onto her legs by thin straps. Gigi kneeled and quickly snapped on gold locks. "Hold out your arms." Doing so, Mistress put black leather straps on her wrists which were held there by identical gold locks. Looking at the Mistresses neck, Amber noticed a key and thought, 'That must be for the locks,' but knew not to ask. "OK, lift your skirt and drop your panties," Gigi commanded. Amber blushed, as she always did, and lifted her little black dress. Gigi smiled and said, "I love that little cock harness on you. It gives you such a delicate feminine profile." Then another lock went onto the harness. Taking her two hands, Gigi held out the skirt and inspected the stockings. They were perfectly lined and clipped to the garter belt. "How do the new silk panties feel, little one?" "Oh Mistress, they are the best gift in the world. How do I ever thank you?" Mistress Gigi smiled and sat back on the bed. "There is one way you can thank me." And with that she held out a beautiful gold collar. Maybe a ? inch thick, it was beautiful. But at the same time it was scary looking. Gigi simply let it dangle in her fingers as She smiled at Amber. Amber thought and thought. This was of course the reason she came to Mistress in the first place. This was what she sought. Lowering her head, she knelt at Mistresses feet and placed her hands behind her back. "This girl wished to be Your's. To be owned. To obey. That is this girl's destiny." Mistress Gigi beamed and stood up. She took a position behind the girl and slipped the collar around her neck. In the back there was a simple clasp. On either side of the clasp were two gold rings. Through the rings would go the last lock. Gigi turned the clasp and with a quiet "click" it closed. She then moved in front of Amber and putting her left hand under Amber chin, she raised it so that their eyes met. "Amber, you know that I have tried to help you in every way that I could. But I also know that this commitment is a big step. I would love to lock this collar, but I want you to ask me to. If you don't I will be saddened, but understand. You may leave right not, and we will never again talk. What is your wish?" Amber looked at the Mistress then smiled. With a tear in her eye, she said quietly, "Mistress, please fasten the lock. This girl wished to be Yours." Seeing the tear, Gigi also began to cry. She cried so hard She couldn't find the clasp. "Damm you.. now I'm crying too!" They both laughed as Mistress wiped away the tears. Then finally she found the rings, inserted the lock. And while closing it said, "I love you girl." As the two of them stood there looking at each other, there was a rap at the door. "Come in," said Gigi. In walked a man that Amber had seen before. "This is Master Tom. He and I have known each other and worked with each other over the years. You may recognize him." "Yes Mistress, I do. I remember Master Tom from the past parties," replied Amber. Tom walked in and began to check out Amber. "This one has potential. What is the status?" Gigi told him, "She is here to enjoy her first day at the party without restrictions. Amber's goal is to experience the full notion of femininity. I'm sure some of that will happen today. Some may take some time. You never know how things play out in the Mansion." "Is she a virgin?" he asked. "Yes, well, I have used my toys on her, but she has never been with a man yet." Master Tom came up and slapped Mistress Gigi on the ass and said, "You still are the hottest Mistress around. Care to relax a bit before the party?" Gigi responded with a smile, "Thought you'd never ask." Tom said, "Tell you what, let's see how well Amber does at getting me ready for your pussy." With that he stepped in front of the kneeling slut and began to unzip his pants. Gigi walked to the bed, fluffed up the pillows and made herself comfy. Amber looked over her shoulder at Mistress and gave a weak smile. "You'll be fine girl. This is what we have been training you for. Make your Mistress proud." When Amber turned to face Master Tom, she was nearly hit in the face by an erect cock. She looked up to a smiling Master. "Be a good girl and take me in your mouth." Amber focused on the cock an inch from her lips. It looked so much bigger than the dildo's Mistress had used. She stuck out her tongue and licked the tip. It felt much softer than she expected. Tom gently, yet firmly, put his hand behind Amber's head and pulled her toward him. She opened her mouth more and took in the entire tip. Slowly she began to move her tongue around the head as she moaned softly. Her pleasure was matched by a moan from the Man. Behind her, Gigi began to clap. "This is wonderful! Our girl is becoming a woman!" Deliberately, Amber moved more and more onto the cock. Within a couple minutes, she had about half the cock in her mouth. This was about all she could do without gagging. "The slut has talent Gigi. She is definitely a keeper" said the Master Gigi lay back on the bed gently stroking her clit. "I'm horny. Get over here and fill my pussy." Tom pulled his hard cock out of Amber's mouth. He pat her on the head and said, "Thanks slut. I'll find you later tonight. Now I have some work to do." He climbed up on the bed and positioned himself between the waiting legs of the Mistress. "Go be a good slut and help downstairs girl. Make sure you touch up your make-up. This is your big day." Amber got up off her knees, straightened her skirt and entered the bathroom, closing the door behind her. For the next ten minutes, she worked on her make-up, trying not to pay attention to the grunting and moaning coming from the bedroom. When she was finished, she quietly opened the door and stepped into the room. On the bed, Master Tom was viscously pounding his cock into Mistress Gigi. Both of them were screaming and making noises like animals. Blushing, Amber stepped to the hallway door and left. She was unsure she could take a breeding like that. Looking around Amber saw no one in the hall, but saw movement downstairs. Apparently the guests had begun to arrive. She walked down the stairs, careful with her heels. She still wasn't 100% comfortable with them. When she reached the bottom of the stairs, Amber noticed that the room to the right was a large grand room. Scattered around the room were Masters, Mistresses, slaves and maids running around serving drinks and appetizers. Suddenly a booming voice called from her left, "SLUT... get in here!" Amber look to her left and saw a man scowling at her. She quickly ran as quickly as she could. "Sorry Master, this girl was upstairs with her Mistress." "I don't care who you were with," he bellowed, "you're a maid and you work for me the rest of the night." He thrust a serving tray into her hands and said, "Into the Grand ballroom, to the back right and find the large wooden doors. They lead to the dungeon downstairs. Go down there and see if anyone needs a drink. If they do, take the order, and don't screw it up! Then run up here, I'll make the drink and you can deliver it back. Is that too much for your simple slutty mind? Is sex the only thing you know?" Amber glared at him and said, "I can take drink orders." And with that she spun on her heels and headed into the Grand room. Looking around she noticed one interesting scene. There was a rather impressive looking man in a robe sitting on a chair. The robe reminded her of those she saw on Arabian Royalty. At his feet were two girls. They must have been genetic girls because both were pregnant. Very pregnant! And, both were wearing what Amber could only refer to as outfits out of the Arabian Nights. Their faces were covered by a veil. They each had beautiful gold tops which showed off their engorged breasts. The tops stopped at the base of their breasts allowing their large, pregnant bellies to be exposed. Across their hips were gold panties from which white sheer fabric hung to the floor. Amber looked back at the Man in the robe who nodded and smiled to her. Amber smiled back. The Man motioned to her with a finger. She hesitated, then walked over. "Kneel, little one," he commanded. She did. "What is your name?" "My name is Amber." The Man smiled a kind smile and said, "They call me Sheik. These are part of my harem. I call them Ping and Pong." Amber giggled. The girls looked an Amber from behind the veils and smiled to her. "As you can tell, they are each well along the route of delivering one of my children. I have many from my harem." One of them whispered to the Sheik, "Master is correct. This one may be perfect." Amber looked at her in confusion. "Would the Sheik like something to drink?" asked the maid. "No girl, I have some water for now. I do not drink. At least not alcohol," he replied. Amber heard both girls giggling. Suddenly the bartender appeared at Amber's side and said, "Is this slut bothering you?" The Sheik replied, "Oh no, I called her over. I am sorry if I have kept her from her duties." "Well, she is supposed to be serving drinks in the Dungeon." The Sheik bowed and begged forgiveness. "Pardon me, I did not know. Go ahead girl, we can talk later." With that the Man motioned with his hand that Amber should go. She got up and headed to the Dungeon door. As she opened it, she looked back at the Sheik. He was conferring with his harem and pointing in Amber's direction. The girls were nodding in some sort of agreement. As she stepped downward into the Dungeon, Amber felt the coolness of the stone wall air as it drifted up her dress. Even with breast forms, Amber could feel her nipples respond. Gingerly she stepping into the large dark room and took a second or two to let her eyes adjust. Those down there did a quick look in her direction, then returned to their various activities. To her far left Amber saw one of the other maids tied over a sawhorse. The girls arms and legs were strapped to the legs of the device. A masked man, wearing tight leather pants and no shirt, was holding a flogger. He was checking out the maids body, apparently looking for the right spot to hit. To the right of that scene Amber saw a girl tied spread eagle on a rack. The rack was horizontal. One Master was face fucking the girl, while another had his cock up the girl's pussy. Amber noticed the girl was blindfolded. Standing just to the side of the rack were two more Masters, each one quietly stroking their cocks waiting. To the right of that was, what looked like a medical examination table. No one was on that. And lastly, on the wall to her right was a boy held there by shackles. Two Mistresses were examining the boys body. As Amber approached, she saw numerous clamps and needles either thru the boy's nipples or hung from his ball sack. The Mistresses seemed to be enjoying their work immensely. Amber jumped as someone behind her grabbed her ass. "Hi slut. How about a drink?" inquired one of the Masters. "What would the Master like?" Amber asked. "Hmmmm... we'll that may take me a moment to decide. What would I like. What would I like?" Amber noticed that as the man was talking, he unzipped his fly and grinned at her. With a shiver, knowing her earlier commitment to her Mistress, Amber dropped to her knees. She placed the serving tray on the ground, and with her two hands, helped the Master pull down his black leather underwear. See his cock spring free, Amber grabbed it gently with her right hand and steadied it. Her pink nails made her hands look so feminine. Leaning in, she took the head of the cock in her mouth. Slowly she licked and sucked on it. Like the Master earlier, she was surprised at the softness of a real cock. "Good slut. That's what Master like's," she heard. While sucking in more and more of the cock, Amber glances around feeling embarrassed at her public show. To her surprise, she noticed that no one was paying any attention. They were all busy with their own scenes. Within a couple minutes she felt the Master holding her head still with both hands. He was forcefully pushing his cock deep into her mouth. Amber tried to push back a bit to prevent gagging, when she felt the shaft in her mouth explode with cum. She swallowed as fast as she could but knew some has leaked out. The Man let go of her, so she slowly sucked on the cock as she let it out of her mouth. As she sat back, she took a finger and wiped away the cum she felt on her face. Astonishingly, when she looked up, the Master was already gone. He had his pants up and was walking away. She truly had been used as a slut. A simple vessel to deposit cum. Amber got up off her knees and picked up her tray. Walking around the room, she did get three drink orders. She headed upstairs to the sound of the maid being flogged and the boy receiving another piercing. She shook her head wondering what she had gotten herself into. When Amber got upstairs she immediately headed to the bar with her drink order. The bartender again glared at her thinking she had been in the Dungeon way too long. But he did finally put the one beer, one Cosmo and a gin and tonic on her tray. As Amber turned, she came face to face with Mistress Gigi. Smiling the Mistressed asked, "Having fun?" Without waiting for a reply Gigi reached up with her left hand and wiped away a bit of cum from Amber's face. She held it up to the girl to lick clean. As she did so, the Mistress laughed, "Obviously you are! Keep up the good work. Make your Mistress proud." With that she was gone. Amber carefully held the tray and began to walk to the Dungeon door to deliver her goods. She was nearly there when "Ping" stepped in front of her and said, "The Sheik wishes to see you a moment." Amber looked around for her Mistress for guidance. Not seeing Her but spotting the smiling Sheik, she headed over to where He and Pong were sitting. The Sheik smiled and, without warning, pulled Amber to his lap. She let out a little girly scream and fought to keep the drinks under control. Fortunately for everyone they stayed upright. "Is the little one enjoying the evening?" the Sheik asked. "Yes Sir. I am trying to be a good maid and deliver these drinks to the Masters and Mistresses in the Dungeon." The Man smiled and said, "Then I will not keep you long." He held Amber on his lap with his left hand and began to stroke her thigh with his right. With her two-handed death grip on the tray, Amber was unable to do anything about the Man's hands. They quickly moved under her short skirt and began to travel toward her sex. Amber squirmed but the Sheik merely held her tighter. "Please don't fight Master. It's in your best interest not to," said Ping. Looking ahead and saying nothing, she felt his hands move to her chastity belt. Under the hard plastic was her cock. Soft, but growing. "I thought that you might have something like this under here," He said. "Pitty. There are better ways to control a girl like you. Do you like to travel girl?" Amber nodded. She had not done much travelling but had heard about so many places that she wanted to see. "Who is your Master girl?" he asked. "I belong to Mistress Gigi." As she pointed to the Mistress. Smiling the Sheik stated, "Wonderful. I will need to speak to her then." Suddenly Mistress Sofie clapped her hands and announced, "If anyone is interested in seeing how to milk a slave, let's go to the Dungeon. Many of you have asked for a demonstration and my good friend Mistress Gigi has offered to show everyone." With that about two dozen Masters, Mistresses, slaves and maids headed downstairs. The Sheik helped Amber off his lap and she walked down to deliver the drinks she still held. Once downstairs, she had a hard time moving with all the folks there to watch the demonstration. Amber noticed Mistress Gigi head to the medical examination table. Mistress addressed the audience, "Welcome to the Mansion all. There has been a spirited conversation upstairs about the benefits and techniques associated with milking your slaves. I thought this may be a good time to show you how to do it effectively. Amber, please come here and hop up on this table." Amber's eyes nearly bugged out of her head. But looking into Mistresses eyes, she saw that obedience was best. So she put down the tray and walked over to Mistress. Gigi patted the table and said, "Take off your panties and get up here." Amber quickly reached upder her dress and pulled down the silk panties. She noticed they were quite wet from all the earlier goings. Mistress quickly grabbed them from her and said, "Open up." Amber looked at her in shock. She had not been this blunt with her before. "Do it or you will be whipped." Amber opened her mouth and in went the moist panties. "Let go. On your back, on the table." Climbing up, she let her legs hang off the edge and leaned into the inclined back. Master Tom was there and began to attach straps. One went across her chest above her breasts. The next was around her belly. Master made sure Amber's arms and hands were under the straps. He then layed the back down so that Amber was flat on her back. The third strap went across her hips. He finally moved to the end of the table. He lifted the maids right foot and placed it into the stirrup. A leather strap secured the foot. The same was done to the left foot. Master Tom looked at the maid and then nodded to Mistress Gigi. "She's ready." Gigi thanked Tom and moved near the maids feet. With a quick motion she spread the stirrups wide so that the girls bottom was exposed. The Mistress finally brought a large light from the ceiling and turned it on, illuminating the maids clitty and pussy. Looking over at one of the other maids Mistress Gigi said, "Here, bring the camera here. You can get a good angle from here." Amber mumbled a shocked reply into the panty gag. "Shhh," was all she heard from Mistress. For the next 20 minutes Mistress Gigi demonstrated the proper method of milking a maid. The entire event was filmed in high-definition and streamed live onto plasma screens around the Mansion, as well as onto the internet. Although Amber's clitty remained in chastity, she came in buckets. Gigi had another maid there with a crystal glass to catch as much of the cum as possible. Amber was aware of this and suspected she would be drinking it later. As she lay there, exposed to so many strangers, she cried. While part of this was truly her fantasy, so much else was not what she wanted. But, again she remembered her commitment to her Mistress. Finally, after what seemed to be hours, the Mistress stopped and bowed to the cheering and laughing crowd. They slowly began to break up and head back upstairs. Gigi reached over and pulled the now soggy panties from Amber's mouth and nodded to the other maid. The girl brought over a half-filled glass of cum and positioned it at Amber's lips. While not excited about it, Amber did open her mouth and let the contents flow into her mouth. She swallowed as quickly as she could given the quantity. From behind Mistress Gigi came a noise. It was someone clapping. "Mistress Gigi I presume?" It was the Sheik approaching. Gigi shook his hand and mentioned that she remembers him from other events. The Sheik addressed the Mistress. "Let me be blunt. I wish to borrow your girl for a bit." Amber gasped. Gigi re-stuffed the panties in her mouth and told her, "Shuss." "Oh," Gigi said. "Yes. I am from a far away land. It is called Bahrain. It is small and has little, except oil and money. This allows me certain... shall we say liberties. As you can see (pointing to Ping and Pong) I have my own harem. The girls are for my pleasure and desires. A fetish of mine is that I love mothers milk. It is my religious belief that milk from a breast will keep me young and alive forever. Of course the easiest way to obtain that is from a pregnant mother. As you can see, these two are very pregnant. In fact they are both due to deliver in about 4 to six weeks. And that is my problem. I am scheduled to travel during that time. While my harem will be with me, their new babies will demand much of the milk. And I do not wish to impregnate another of the harem. But watching your techniques here with this lovely maid gave me an idea. Are you an expert in medical alterations?" Gigi shook her head "no" but held up a finger for the Sheik to wait. Gigi look beyond the group and called out, "Doctors Friedman and Argyle." Two gentlemen who were climbing the stairs stopped and walked over. After introductions and a brief overview, the Sheik spoke, "Might you be able to make some modifications on this maid for me? I would like the following. First, breast implants. Nothing huge, but certainly full and soft. Secondy, is there a way she could produce and deliver breast milk? And finally, (touching the cock chastity) is there any way to make this more realistic and flat? You can see that my harem wears such skimpy bottoms that any bulge will look unsightly." While Doctor Freidman pulled down Amber's top and began to inspect her nipples, Doctor Argyle moved between Amber's legs. They each took their time then addressed the Sheik. "First, the work down below is easy." Looking at Gigi he asked, "How permanent or temporary do you wish?" Before Amber could scream Gigi said, "Nothing permanent. We would need to be able to reverse everything." Amber relaxed a bit. "OK," the Doctor replied, "we would simply spread out the testicles a bit in the sack and then pull the penis down between them. With a light stitching, the penis would remain firmly in a downward draw accomplishing two things. First, the maid would need to sit to pee and secondly, any physical excitement would lead to the penis pulling on the testicles. The pain would quickly change the maids mind." They all laughed while Amber whimpered, "You are also in luck on your other request. We have been working on a new procedure to allow young mothers who unfortunately fell victim to early breast cancer to enjoy motherhood. Our procedure inserts a breast gland which consists primarily of connective and fatty tissues that support and protect the milk producing areas of the breast. The milk is produced in small clusters of cells called alveoli. The milk travels down milk ducts to the milk sinuses, which act as a collecting reservoir. These sinuses are located behind the areola and around the nipple. Our work has successfully married the silicone implants with tissue from cadavers. Although we have only done this so far for a handful of women, there is no doubt that this could work for a maid such as this one. She would need some pretty high doses of hormones so that the glands continue to think she is nursing. But if your harem is travelling with you, then they can be taught to administer the injections. When your trip is over, just bring the maid back and we can remove everything. That's of course assuming that she wishes to." Amber looked at the Doctors in fear. She shook her head rapidly trying to communicate the need to reverse it all. "This is most impressive," said the Sheik. To Gigi he said, "I will of course pay you well for the maid. Would $100,000 for a month be acceptable?" Gigi smiled and said, "I guess that will do. To the Doctors he asked, "I will be leaving the area in two weeks. Will that be enough time?" They both nodded, thinking of their financial reward for this as well. "One day for surgery and 8 days for recovery. The maid will be ready in two weeks. No problem." Mistress Gigi pulled one of the Doctors aside as the rest were talking. Amber strained to hear but could not. After a couple minutes the Doctor went upstairs and Gigi came to Amber's right side. Gigi leaned in close the spoke to the girl. "Amber, you know how proud I am of you. This has been such a delightful first night for you. And now, this man is offering you an adventure of a lifetime. I want you to go with him. I promise that I will give you some of the money. That's $50,000 tax-free to spend one month with him. Think of what you will see. With the medical alterations, you will look nearly perfect. You will truly have the opportunity to experience life as a woman. Then, after the month is over, we bring you back; reverse all the changes and you're back to your old self. How does that sound?" Amber looked at the Mistress. A mixture of curiosity and panic in her head. This could be so cool. This could be a nightmare. "OK Mistress. If you promise I'll be fine. If you really want me to do this I will." Mistress Gigi smiled. Looking beyond Amber she saw the Doctor had returned. In his hand was a needle. She gave him a nod. He pushed the needle into Amber's arm as she was looking the other way. Amber felt the prick and looked to her left. No sooner had she seen the doctor, than she lost consciousness. As Amber lay quietly asleep, the paramedics came into the basement with a gurney. They unstrapped the maid from the table and gently placed her on the white sheets. The paramedics were friends of the Doctors and were well paid to not comment on the various things they saw in the Mansion. Upstairs they took Amber and placed her in the back of the ambulance. Downstairs the Sheik, the Mistress and the two Doctors all shook hands. They all liked where this was going... Comments? Should I continue?