We’re still 6 hours away from Arden. Diego yawned and turned onto his side. Something was digging into his ribs. He sat up and fumbled in his pocket..., turning out the small alien tool he had found in his footlocker. ‘Say, what is this thing anyway?’ Betty pried herself away from her game of chess with the navigation unit to see what he was talking about. Hmm? Oh, that. It’s a lot of things, tracking device, suit charger, bottle opener. You name it. Tracking device, suit charger, bottle opener…. My mother needs to be dominated, used and abused. In other words, she likes to be hurt and humiliated." Un-fucking believable," escaped from Ron.Bob, the doubting Thomas of the two, asked, "Is that all true Aunt Sara? Do you really want to be a sex-slave?" Yes Bob, it's all true. There are a few people on this planet that like to be tied up and hurt, and fucked. Your aunt is one of those people. But, it's important for me to know that I'm being used by people that I can trust. So, while I want. It always got hard the minute she laid eyes on Simon.Simon was her project du jour. And she had set a course guaranteed toinsure that Simon and his precious Linda reached their full potential.Simon bowed his head and dutifully announced loud enough for at leastthose near the front of line to hear, "I apologize, Mistress Melissa. Itwas thoughtless of me."Simon had to stand on his tip toes as he reached up, almost childlike, andwrapped his arms around the neck of the regal-looking Mistress. “I am Mr Jones” I replied. “What……. Oh I see, you’re a……..cross-dresser. You certainly scrub up well” “ Ah… thanks” “So how’d you get into that? “ he said. “Into what?” I replied. “Cross-dressing” This question leads to us talking about my cross-dressing history for a few minutes. I suddenly realise I sitting in lingerie talking to a man I don’t even know. “Anyway I better get dressed”. I started to get up off the couch. Suddenly he puts his hand on my leg. “No wait”. Before I had time to react.