Again, I don't know what you will do with it but it is yours to use or sell. I am sure some of the old furniture will bring a good price if you want t...o sell it."Remember this old man with love and fondness, dwelling on the good times if you will. I will do the same for you. Good bye, son."After he read the letter Garrett sat back in his chair and looked at the attorney. When he saw Garrett lean back, he said, "Your grandfather left me some money on retainer, Garrett. He expects your mother to. If my allies helped me to figure a way out of this, even though Ihad enjoyed certain times of the last week, I would be free of Flo andcould return to dressing privately and for Kelli, my ex. Status quoreturned.But, deep down, way deep, did I want that? It was all quite confusingand overwhelming.From the time I stepped out of the bath, I carefully documented eachstage of my period control and dressing with pictures for Flo. I didn'thear anything until I grabbed my handbag and slipped on my. "Darla!" I screamed when I heard her voice over the wire. "How areyou?" I could almost see her smiling into the phone. "Joan!" she screamed back at me. We both stopped and started gigglingfor no reason at all. "Are you busy this evening?" I asked her. "Why don't you just come on over," she said without expending any morewords. I told her I'd be over in about half an hour. We said ourgoodbyes and I went to announce my departure to the grand parents. Igiggled aloud at the thought of. Youtwo bitches can put lipstick on each other's rosebuds." He giggled athis own remark. Jack then told her, "You may control you husband butyou are still my slave bitch. I will use you whenever and however Iwish. Do you understand bitch?" Mary answered, "Yes Master."Jack now tossed me a bag and told me to get dressed. I took out ashort skirt and put it on glad to finally be able to cover up part ofmy nude body. There was also a low cut white blouse in the bag and Iput it on also. My.