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Dear Kiki, My name is Bob, and I've never written to you before, but I understand you often give advice to people who find themselves in strange sexual situations, and I need your help with something. I've been seeing a girl named Lorna, and basically she's everything I ever looked for in a woman: Sweet, sexy, good-looking, athletic, and with a wild sense of humor! Maybe too wild! I first met Lorna on a camping outing with some mutual friends. All through the 4-day trip, she seemed to be laughing over some secret joke. Somehow, the sense of mystery and amusement about her made her even sexier to me. Our group is pretty broad-minded, and none of us are shy about showing off our bodies, but Lorna seemed to just love it, as if she'd been kept from it somehow. Whenever we went swimming in the river, she was the first one to peel her clothes off and the last to put them on again. That's how I got such a good look at her bod--and man, it was one to die for! At the end of the trip, though, I found out she was married, sort of. And it came as a double whammy, because all the while we were out camping, it seems her Husband Gerald had been "camping" too-- locked up in a dog pen wearing panties! Like I say, I'm broad-minded: every relationship makes its own rules, and if this was the kind of marriage they both wanted, well, I wasn't going to tell them how to live their lives. Trouble was, by that time I really had the hots for Lorna! I didn't see her again, though, till almost a month later, and that occasion was really wild! A bunch of us had set up a week-end at a Nudist Camp we belong to, and on a lark, we decided to kick things off with a Guys-vs-Gals volleyball game, with the losers having to be slaves to the winners for the whole weekend! Since most of us are either married or semi-attatched, that meant that most of the Master/Slave stuff would be between Husbands and Wives, and I figured that no matter what happened Lorna would get hooked up with her husband Gerald. So you can imagine my interest when someone told me that Gerald would be coming in on the Women's Team! Even though I was expecting it, the sight of Lorna's Husband (When I finally recognized him!) was astonishing: He looked totally female, Kiki, and remember we were all of us completely naked! But he had a cute face and hair-do, neat legs, a round, bouncy bottom, and a set of tits that'd look good on any gal! And not only that: between his legs there was a little triangle of hair! I learned later it was some kind of wig that kept his cock and balls pressed up back between his legs, but boy, it sure looked real! Anyway, the Girls lost the match and had to be Slaves to us guys. Gerald got paired off with a guy named Roger, who swings both ways. And I got Lorna! That Weekend was one I'll always remember. Lorna was like a hot flame that never went out, and boy could she keep my Torch going! I honestly can't remember how many times we made It, but each time it just kept getting better! As for Gerald, we all called him Esther all weekend and pretended we didn't know his big secret, and I found out he must be some kind of fruit or something, because according to Roger, they screwed all weekend! "Esther" came into our cabin a couple times, camping it up, swishing and simpering and everything, and just the sight of him like that seemed to get Lorna even Hotter! Anyway, after what happened that weekend, I kind of fell for Lorna. And I think she fell for me, too! We just seem so Right together, I want to spend every minute with her! Problem is, of course, she's married. I guess that's not such a big problem, I mean, there's Divorce and everything, but I'm kind of worried about the kind of marriage Lorna's in! What kind of woman would marry a guy who runs around in panties, or even less than panties, and pretends he's a Woman? Or what if she made him dress and act like that? Would she try the same thing with me? So what do you think, Kiki? Should 1 get more serious about this girl or stay away from her? *** Dear Bob, That's quite an interesting Scene you're into, and no wonder it's got you confused. But my advice is to relax and go with it. First off, though Lorna's relationship with her husband may sound incredibly bizarre, it's actually not all that unusual for a couple to experiment with Dominance and Submission, Transvestism, and even Bisexuality! Like you said: Every relationship makes its own rules, and this one really isn't so strange after all. No man would let a woman do all those things to him if he really didn't want it, so what Lorna's probably doing is gratifying her husband's deepest wish! And Bob, a Woman who will go that far for a man is a real Jewel... one worth getting and keeping! So my advice to you is to go along with Lorna, let her know you care for her, but don't get real possessive just yet. Be understanding about her relationship with her husband, because it's obviously very important to her. Offer 'to help 'out in any way you can, and you might even ask if she has any fantasies about dominating you! My guess is that you'll endear yourself to her this way, and build the basis for a really strong relationship when Lorna finally cuts herself free of Gerald... and turns to you! Let me know how it turns out, Kiki *** Dear Kiki, I followed your advice all right, but the way it turned out, I need more help than ever! Like you suggested, I kept seeing more of Lorna. And loving it! One thing you were sure tight about: she's One Fine Female! Nights we were together, It seemed like we just couldn't stop turning each other on. Never, in my whole life, have I had sex like that! But Lorna also liked to take me to the Nudist Camp where we'd left her husband Gerald -- disguised as Esther, remember -- with Roger. And from everything I could see of the way he acted with Roger, It looks like you were right: He really did love this treatment! I could tell he was embarrassed and everything, but he always acted so sweet and super- feminine when Roger was around, I figured he must be one of those guys who gets off on being humiliated. So to please him and get in better with Lorna, I'd sometimes spank him or make him dance around for us and stuff like that. One time I even made him play "fetch" with my Jockey Shorts In his mouth! And you were right, Kiki,thls sure scored points for me with Lornal The weekends we spent at the Nudist Camp, that woman just went wild for me. Having her so turned on turned me on too, and like I said, sex between us just kept getting better and better! Funny thing, though: Lorna seemed like she was more turned on if we had just done something to embarrass her she-male husband. And another thing: sometime during every weekend we were up there, Lorna and Gerald would go off for a private talk someplace. I never heard what they were talking about, but one time I sort of overheard them ---You know: close enough to catch the tone of voice they were using, but too far away to make out words. Gerald seemed to be desperately begging for Lorna to do something for him, but Lorna just kept giggling and talking to him in that low, sexy voice of hers. Later, when they came out of the cabin, I could tell Gerald had been crying, but I also noticed his nipples were stiff with arousal, and he was walking as it he had a painful hard-on trapped inside that false pussy that always stayed over his crotch. That was all I saw of him, because Lorna grabbed me right then, pulled me Into the Cabin and practically raped me! I discussed the whole thing with Roger once, since he knew more about Gerald/Esther's situation than I did, and he assured me that after weeks of living with "Esther", he was quite positive that this was what "Gerald" really wanted: "She protests, of course," He explained, "And begs me to take her into town and buy her some clothes! But really, when you think about it, no real man would get into a situation like this unless he really wanted it! So I just make sure to give her lots of little punishments and major embarrassments, and in exchange, she sees to my needs very nicely!" So we both had a god laugh and forgot about it. Well, things went on like this for a month or so, and then Lorna and Roger had a real long talk about something, and Lorna got Gerald to sign some papers, and after that, Gerald just kind of dropped out of sight! And I kind of wonder whatever happened to him. Or her. Or whatever s/he was. But once Gerald was out of the picture, I had an open field with Lorna, and things couldn't have been better! I moved my stuff to her place so we spent every moment together, and it was like Heaven! But after awhile, Lorna kind of changed. It wasn't sudden, or even noticeable much at first, but gradually I got the feeling she was unhappy about something. No, not Unhappy, really; more like Unsatisfied. We talked it over of course, and she admitted that yes, she was feeling kind of restless, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it. Something about the way she said it though, made me think maybe she knew damn well what was bothering her but just couldn't bring herself to say it! So I asked her if she missed Gerald, and she said No it wasn't that exactly, but she did miss something about him: She wasn't sure if it was the feeling of being in control, or maybe the feminine side of him, but just something was missing since he'd-- She stopped right there. Well, like you said, Kiki, a woman like Lorna is worth keeping, so I told her that If she had any fantasies she'd like to live out, I'd be happy to oblige! Deep down inside, I was maybe a little excited at the possibilities a sexy thing like Lorna might dream up, and I guess I let my eagerness show. She looked at me a little strangely, then told me about her fantasy: "I've discovered," She started, "What turns me in is Complete Control; You're really sexy, Bob, and you excite me a lot. But there was just that feeling I had with Gerald... once I'd turned him into 'Esther'... of having Total Power over him! That really got my motor going!" So we talked about it for awhile. I won't bore you with all the details, but we finally decided to experiment with Dominance and Submission! "We'll start out simple... at first," she set down the rules. "From now on Bob, you may not Come until I give you permission!" "But what If I can't help it?" I asked. "III arrange little Penalties," She explained, "Just small things--at first--until both of us feel we're ready for more. Naturally, if either of us wants to call a halt, we will, but we'll work out some way to make It binding....temporarily, at least... just to give It some force. Well?" She ran her tongue softly over her red lips and began slowly toying with the buttons on her blouse (She knows how that charges me up!) "How about it?" Which I guess is how I got In the fix I'm In now. It wasn't all at once, of course, but slowly, step by step Lorna - - Well, maybe I can explain it. The first time I came without permission was two days later, after an hours-long session of tonguing Lorna to repeated ecstasy (She was right; Total Control definitely turned her on!) and having her ride my pole to even greater pleasure. Finally, I just couldn't hold back any longer, and exploded into her! I thought she'd act mad, but she just smiled. "Wondered how long you'd hold out!" She chuckled. "Now it's time for your Penalty: I want all your clothes, your house and car keys... and oh yes: your wallet!" Sounds crazy, doesn't It? And even crazier, I went along with it! After all, I'd been living with Lorna, I hadn't visited my house in weeks, wouldn't need my car anytime soon, and as for my clothes, I figured that was just some sexy whim of hers. And since the last few days had been non-stop sex and a terrific turn-on for me, I figured Why Not? Problem was, without my clothes I really couldn't go anyplace. I'm not shy about my body or anything, but a guy can't just run around Naked, you know! So I had to stay around the house all the time while Lorna went shopping or to the Movies or out with her friends. That got boring real fast, and one time while she was out I looked around to see where she'd put the clothes I keep at her place.... only I couldn't find them! Nowhere! When she got back, Lorna could tell I'd gone through the drawers and closets, but she didn't say anything. Just smiled. Then pulled me Into the bedroom and started up another Sex Marathon! Whoal was that woman Hot! And when she's turned on, It gets me turned on, too... Too much, that Is! That's right I Came again, without permission. And even sooner this time! So for punishment, Lorna made me cream off all my Body Hair with some special lotion: Then pulled me back Into bed and started up all over again, like a house on fire! And you know, even though I was starling to have my doubts about our arrangement, it still turned me on. So much that I just barely held back! But after another week of this, I was chafing at the bit again. "For Pete's sake, Lorna," I finally asked, "When am I gonna get some clothes?" "Well", she looked me all over. I was still hairless from the ears down, and since l hadn't been able to get to the Gym, my body was starting to soften up, and despite myself, I blushed under her stare, "You could wear a pair of my Panties! How would that be?" I thought of poor Esther, and my mind recoiled. "No way!" I said, "I'm not wearing Panties ever!" Lorna just smiled. "By the time I'm though with you, Lover Boy," She purred, "You'll beg me to let you wear a pair of my Panties!" And she pulled me back into the Bedroom! You may wonder, Kiki, why put up with all this. For one thing, there wasn't much else I could do, since Lorna had all my clothes, my keys and wallet: Everything I owned, in fact! But most importantly, I was hooked on her -- But Good! It seemed like I was constantly horny now, and the randier I got, the sexier that woman seemed to me! It got to where I'd do anything just to touch her! So whenever she wanted, I was right there, ready, wiling and especially Eager! I'd spend hours if she wanted, sucking on her toes while she watched sexy videos, nuzzling butterfly-kisses between her legs, and, on rare occasions, offering my stiff pole for her to ride to pleasure while I desperately tried to hold back! When I complained to Lorna that my body was getting soft from lack of exercise, she told me I could start doing the Housework to keep in shape. And when I said that wasn't enough, she got me a Waist-Reducer to hold my stomach in! At least that's what she called it; To me it looked more like a Corset, made of black satin, with heavy boning that kept my back arched, tight lacing, and wide Taffeta trim at the bottom that looked almost like a skirt! Worse, there were two U-shaped cut-outs at the top that gave my softening chest a sort of breast-like shape! One day I dropped a glass on the kitchen floor, and Lorna expressed concern that I might cut my bare feet. So from that time forward, she made me wear high heels around the house! Since I couldn't go to the barber anymore, my hair got long, and Lorna styled it into tight curls that I found embarrassingly effeminate. What with my smooth, hairless skin, the high heels and that awful Corset, I was starting to look -- Omigawd, I realized, I was starting to look just like Esther! But there was no way I could back out now. Lorna still had all my stuff, and the way I looked, I was too embarrassed to call anyone for help. And besides, I was horny all the time and completely hooked on her body! So I went along with her whims, even when she insisted I take some kind of breast-enlarging stuff and painted my face with indelible makeup! "You're making me feel positively Lez," She giggled in bed one night after I'd made love to her with my tongue, "And how about you, Babette? Aren't you starting to feel just awfully feminine and naughty?" She stroked my swelling breasts, tweaking the nipples until I quivered with desire. "Oh Lorna," I whined, "Please let me Come! I've just got to!" "And will you wear my Panties?" she teased. "Will you beg me to wear them?" Her soft hands darted down to my needful male organs... The only masculine things I had left! I just couldn't cover these with shameful women's panties! "I don't--" I gasped dizzily. "I can't--" And then all at once I erupted uncontrollably onto the bed! Afterwards, I lay there gasping and still aroused, and looked fearfully up to see Lorna smiling down at me. She roiled herself into a sitting position at the edge of the Bed. "Disobedient again!" She grinned. "I guess the idea of wearing pretty feminine panties was just too much for you! Now let's see... How shall I punish you? I already have everything you own... I have it!" Suddenly she pulled me face down across her lap and began spanking my bare bottom! "Oooo!" I squealed, dismayed at how high my voice sounded, "Oowwwch!" I squirmed and struggled, but to my surprise, Lorna was now much stronger than I was! Ohh!l And lt hurt! What happened to all those masculine muscles I was so proud of? What had she done to my body?? When it was over at last, I was blinking back tears and Lorna was rubbing my burning pink buns, gently cooing, "There there, Babs. Now that wasn't so bad, was It? You know naughty little girls must be punished, don't you? And what could be naughtier than a little girl who Comes without permission and refuses to wear her Panties? Now come here, Darling; that little spanking has got me all hot again! Put those pretty lips down there and see if you can blow out the fire..." That was when I realized, Kiki, that this whole thing has got way out of control! Lorna has all my property, my clothes, she's changed the way I look and the way I act... and now she's even stronger than I am! She can do whatever she wants with me, and there's not a thing I can do about it! You've got to help me, KIkI! I'm too embarrassed to go to any of my friends, much less the Police, looking like this, and I certainly don't have any money to hire a Lawyer! So you're my only Hope. Please, help me!! --Bob(?) *** Dear Bob (or is it Babette now?) Well, that's some pickle you've got yourself in, but I don't know why you expect me to help you; After all, you pretty much let Lorna walk right over you! How did you let it happen? Is Sex really all you men think about? And come to think of it, you certainly weren't very sympathetic to Gerald when he was in the same fix you're in now! You never even found out what happened to him! And what was that you said about how No man would let a woman do this to him unless he really wanted it? But I intend to do something for you, Dear, so for now just hang in there and go along with whatever Lorna orders until you hear from me. Remember: Obey her in absolutely everything (As if you weren't already!) and hang in there! And oh yes: You might try to send me some pictures of you as you look now, with your skin all smooth, and hair styled, face made up... and Breasts!! I'll bet you look just darling running around in your Corset and-Heels! - -Kiki *** Dear Kiki, Thanks so much for passing along that naughty Letter that Bob (Excuse me: Babette) sent you! I had no idea she was plotting behind my back like that! And here I've been so kind and trusting with her! Thanks too, for telling him to obey all my instructions and wait for you to "rescue" him! It made it so much easier to punish him for betraying me like that! Here's what I did: First, I announced that we were having some friends over in a couple of days for a Party! "Friends?!" Babs wailed prettily, "You mean there are people coming? Who'll see me? Like this?" She fluttered her bright red fingernails down at her lewdly exposed feminine curves and blushed scarlet. "That's right!" I couldn't help giggling. "Oh but Darling!" he cried. "I can't let them see me this way! I've got to have some clothes!" "I've been thinking just the same thing," I smiled, "And I have an interesting idea! Take off what you're wearing and come with me!" I was dressed very casually, in worn jeans, run-down shoes, and an old blouse. But Babs hadn't noticed, or if she did, he didn't think much about it. She obediently stripped off her corset and shoes and followed, stark naked! to the car. "Get in," I said simply, "we're going to get you some clothes!" "Oh but I can't go anywhere like this!" He hugged his arms about his round, bouncy breasts and darted a prettily-manicured hand down over his big stiff cock. I just handed her an old bed sheet. "Wrap this around you," I ordered, "And come on, unless you want to be paraded in front of all our friends just as you are now!" I looked significantly at those bulging boobs and jutting erection, and she quickly jumped in the car, hugging the sheet around her as best she could. Oh! You should have seen the cute look on her face when I drove us into the older part of town, the run-down area, full of cheap bars and second- hand stores. Then I parked just down the street from a Goodwill Shop. "Here's where we get you started on a new wardrobe!" I giggled. "Now step lively unless you want me just to leave you here!" I don't know whether it was your advice to obey me implicitly or Babs' natural fear of being stuck in a neighborhood like this -- naked and half-sexed! -- but she obediently scurried ahead of me down the street and into the store, hugging that skimpy sheet for all she was worth! "My friend just had an Apartment Fire," I told the young black lady behind the counter, "And all her clothes were burned up! (Actually, that wasn't far from the truth; I burned every stitch of Bob's old male clothes when you sent me that letter!) She needs a new outfit -- but not too expensive -- and do you have someplace she can change?" "Right over here." She pointed to a closet-sized booth with a tatty set of cafe doors swinging loosely from the door frame. Naturally, Kiki, I had checked this place out beforehand, and chosen it just for the minimal coverage it would give my little Babbette while she changed! But he scampered into the booth while I went to get him something to wear... and then I got an idea! You should have seen the eagerness in his long-lashed, mascaraed eyes when I walked back with an old pair of pants and a shirt. She was so glad to get her hands on them, she barely noticed when I slipped that old bedsheet out of the cubicle and dumped it in a trash bin. But you also should have heard her faint, plaintive cry of distress a few minutes later! "L-o-r-n-a," He stage-whispered (I was clear across the room, of course!) "L-Lorna! These things are too small!" I took my time walking back over to her, noting with pleasure that a couple of seedy-looking guys loafing around the store had seen us by now. "Well give them back," I said casually. "And I'll get you something else!" "B-But my sheet.. .I don't have anything else t-to. . . ." She looked so worried and embarrassed standing there, clutching the too-small pants and shirt in front of her... well I almost creamed in my jeans just looking at her! But I forced myself to keep my composure. "Hand them back," I snapped. "Now!" And she did it! Ohhh, Kiki, it gave me such a feeling of power having that ex-stud cowering in front of me, trying to cover his breasts and cock with his hands! And blushing so red! I swear, Kiki, if I'd marched her out of the store right then, Traffic would have backed up waiting for her Cheeks to change color! So I casually strolled back across the room, carefully hung up the pants and shirt, and took my time picking out another outfit! And while I did, the guys in the store sort of gravitated over towards the booth, pretending to look at stuff but all the while eyeing my little Cutie in the booth! She was so precious! Totally unable to cover herself, she turned her back to the door - - to keep her Front out of sight, you see - - and spread her hands over her butt for some shred of modesty while looking back worriedly over her shoulder! Well, I would have loved to just keep her that way all afternoon, but I knew better than to try to take it too far, so I picked out a sheer white nylon dress that buttoned down the front (two sizes too small!) and a pair of black patent leather heels and brought them over to my little Babs. Somehow she struggled into them, though the skirt was embarrassingly short and the bodice almost indecently tight, and we bought it all and left. But any relief Babs might have felt melted right away when I walked her past my car and into yet another Second-Hand Shop! Like I say, I'd checked these places out. This one had nothing but a flimsy curtain over the changing room, and I ordered my little slave to get Naked right away, then let the curtain flutter as I walked out to get her a change of clothes... carrying her white dress with me! Here, I tricked her out in an outfit made of little more than two Tank Tops, one of which doubled as a micro-miniskirt, hugging her curves like passion paint and leaving her midriff bare! Inspired, I bought her some loud jewelry, bad black net stockings with elastic tops (they didn't even reach the hem of her skirt!) white latex boots and a red vinyl purse! By the time we walked out of that-store, my ex-boyfriend looked like the cheapest hooker on the Street! So I took our time, deliberately walking us past a couple of noisy bars as we made our way to the next Used Clothes Store. What with all the guys hanging out, ogling her ass (Which was also hanging out, by the way!) by the time we got there, she was so anxious to get out of that outfit, she'd have worn anything! So once I had her naked in the Changing Room (which actually had a Door!) I found her a nice Bed-Jacket made of lime green silk, with wide white ruffles at the hem, and a pair of fluffy pink high-heel slippers. Bob put them on and saw with dismay that the Bed-Jacket only came to halfway down his butt! "Lorna!" he whined. "I can't go out like this! It doesn't even cover me! Please give me something else to wear!" "You mean something to cover that cute little dickie of yours?" I teased. "Yes! Please!" "But you never used to be shy about that," I said innocently. "Don't you want everyone to see it, now that you're all feminized?" "NO!" She was close to tears! "I can't let anyone see me like this! Oh, Lorna, you've got to give me something else to wear!" "Like what, Honey?" She suddenly caught my meaning. "Your Panties!" she begged. "Pledse, Lorna, please let me wear your Panties!" "Unh-unh." I shook my head and licked my lips like a mischievous child, "You were so stuck-up and too proud to wear them before! Didn't I say you'd be begging me to let you wear them? So Beg, Baby!" And all at once, there she was, on her knees before me, pleading, promising, beseeching me to give her that little scrap of silk from my loins to put over her shameful Male Condition! I think it's the first time I ever Came without even being touched! Later, when I got my breath back, I gave her my panties and we went home. There, Little Babette was now my abject Servant.., no, my Slave! Anything I ordered, she did without a whimper of protest. Oh, sure, she looked awfully put out when I bonded that false pussy over her crotch, but I told her it'd help keep her from Coming without permission! And later, when I had her dye her skin brown and kink up her hair, she cried real tears at seeing herself turned, into a big-busted black woman! But I just spanked her again and gave her something to cry about! Later, at the Pool Party I had for all our friends, she was glad to look so different from her old self no one could recognize her -especially especially since I kept her in just heels, hose and apron and made her wait on everyone! But of course, Roger was in on the whole thing, and he had just the greatest time, flirting with her, copping feels and making her rub him all over with sun-tan oil... then insisting on returning the favor by rubbing his body all over hers! When she had a moment alone with him (she thought!) Babs blurted out the whole secret of who she really was, and she just begged Roger to help her! But Roger reminded her what they'd agreed before: That no man would let a woman do this to him if he didn't really want it! Then he rolled her over and spanked her right in front of everyone! But the fact is, Kiki, ever since then, things have been a little dull with Babette. It's like the thrill is gone now that she's so completely tamed! So what do you think? Should I dump her and find a new man to seduce.? - -Lorna EPILOGUE The room is small. Just big enough for the Bed I will share with my partner. Lorna looks at my dark brown skin, big, firm breasts and furry puss and smiles approvingly. She checks the Collar around my neck, grabs my arm to turn me -- carefully examining the elbow-cuffs, knee hobbles, and the high heels strapped firmly to my feet -- then leads me out of the room and down the hallway. I hear the noise of the Bar just beyond and wish desperately that I had more to wear, but these humiliating items of Bondage are all I have. "Now remember, Babs," Lorna lectures dispassionately, "it was your own curiosity that got you here, so you have no one to blame but yourself! If you put on a Good Show in the Booth with your Partner, I'll come visit you sometimes and pay the Manager to take good care of you. But If you don't do your very best to put on a Good Show for everyone.., well, they may just ship you someplace where even I can't help you! From what Roger tells me about the week you spent with him, you'd be real popular there - but l don't think you'd like it near as much. Well?" "I understand, Mistress," I murmur, feeling the uncomfortable tightness of the false pussy over my imprisoned male genitals. "And I'll work hard to please! Really I Will But-but please, won't you come soon and bring me back to -to be with you?" "Perhaps," Lorna smiles. "That depends on how my new Husband feels about you... and on whether he prefers you or your Dancing Partner here!" She leads me into the Booth. It's made of One-Way Glass: opaque until she throws the switch to illuminate it from within. In the dim light, she approaches a shapely blonde with her arms and legs in leather sheaths and a tight leather corset round her middle. She runs a leash from my collar to the back of her corset, so that my face is practically in the blonde's butt, then leaves, walking carefully across the oiled rubber floor of our booth and locking us In. "Remember," she says as she leaves, "When that Light comes on, you two sex-starved sluts Girls go at It like there's no Tomorrow!" Well, I tell myself, It's only for a few weeks, Roger said, while he and Lorna are on their Honeymoon! And it's got to be better than serving him was! At least here, Ill got to touch a Woman again, even If I still won't be able to come! The lights and Music come on, bright and brassy. I hear shouts of encouragement from the other side of the glass as my partner and I -- strangers until this moment -- start using our lips and tongues In the most Intimate of feminine embraces. And then, in the mirrored walls, I see her face Just for an Instant And redden all over again with Humiliation! Now Iknow what became of Estherl thEnd!