"You don't have any choice, they will beat you up and make you dress likethis anyway," sighed Dave."Come on now, we'll help you dress, or we'll all be... in trouble," said Mike,holding up my Maid's costume as he spoke.Like a rabbit caught in the headlights I meekly stood there as the 3 mendressed me in a manner similar to themselves. Humiliatingly I was clad in ablack Basque, stockings, 5 inch high heels, panties, and a tiny silk Maidscostume complete with white apron and cap.Within minutes Mary. Today was Aran’s third day on the road to Ironshire, and he had spent this morning and the previous two in deep meditation. He continued breathing deeply, savouring the peace of the present moment. Had he not been in such depth of awareness, he may not have heard the whisper of an arrow being drawn from behind him. Normally this sound would have been alarming, but strangely, he sensed no danger from the potential assassin, so he kept his eyes closed and his breathing even.“Remain where you are,. You are not your usual self today. What happened?"Tears started welling up in her eyes, and soon she was sobbing. My heart was being torn while I hugged her and let her sob on my shoulder."I had a very strange dream last night. Mom came to me in my dream and she was crying. She said she had missed the purpose of her letter as you now hate her, and that her soul is suffering because of your hatred. She said that had she been alive — she would have killed herself seeing your hate and suffering.. He did this for about another minute or so… That’s when he finally sat up, and began to finger me again. He slipped one finger in, wiggling it around, pushing it in and out slowly. I was going nuts. He then slipped in another finger… I’ve never been fingered by anyone else, except me… so it hurt a little. But after a while I stopped caring. The thought of Michael’s fingers being inside me just made me wild. “Oh Michael… yes… yes… just like that! Ahhh baby I can’t take it!” His speed picked up,.