" If someone tried it just as a sort of kinky fun thing and it reallyworked, they'd be in for a surprise, wouldn't they?" A nasty surprise or a pleasa...nt surprise?" Depends on what they wanted, I suppose." Well...you didn't mind that time when I dressed you up." But that time was just for a party. And what they were doing inthat paper was a good deal more than just dressing up." Only in the later phases. You have to remember those phases. Acouple who wanted to experiment could always stop if the. "You've never really called me anything but Missy before, John." I don't know why that came out then, Missy. It seemed natural to me, it's the way I feel, but I won't call you that if it bothers you."She cocked her head. "No, I think I like it, John," she said, giving me a glorious smile. "My father used to call me that, and so did Junior, but I like the way you say it." Her smile was suddenly replaced by a grimace, and I saw her looking behind me."Missy, what is wrong?She sighed and said, "The. ”“What’s honey dust?” she asked as she wandered around looking at kitchen gadgets.“Remind me to show you when we get home.”Finding nothing more exciting in kitchenware, we moved through glassware, picking up some wine glasses. I am not fussy what I drink my wine out of and had never gotten around to getting wine glasses. Now seemed the appropriate time. She pulled me into bedding and kissed me before turning me to look at the sheet sets. All very innocent except for her hand on the back of my. Then he looks back to the figure. “What do I need to do to gain your trust?”“Build me an altar,” the shadow says. “You must show your loyalty through your worship to me. Prove to me that you are worthy.”Marshall swallows hard. “I can do that,” he mumbles. “I will get it started now.”“No,” the figure says. She stands and saunters over to him. “First, you must be pleasured. Your pleasure becomes my pleasure. Pleasure makes me stronger. My strength feeds your loyalty. Loyalty earns trust. Trust.