.. Me! My hopes and fears... My strengths and weaknesses... My dreams... The essence of who I am... The innermost part of my spirit is being petted...... accepted... cherished... and beloved..."Rebecca slowly opened her eyes. She was lying flat on her back, wonderfully warm within the cocoon of the sleeping bag and floating over the air mattress. A large bulky sweater was beneath her head and neck, providing a delightful pillow. Robert was lying by her side, looking in joy into her eyes as his. Ithrew them away you know. But I regretted that soon. Then, on theweekend, I stole some of my sister's panties. Older ones. I thought shewouldn't miss them. But of course she did and I was busted yesterday."Mercy was shocked. It had been her. The ruby pantie must have switchedout every memory of the original cloth. She effectively had turnedMitch into a closet cross-dresser. Now that she thought about it whenshe changed her mother's shoes last Wednesday her long-term memoriesseemed to have. "So this is the big secret that my Seers were forbidden to even discuss with me save only for an obscure name," she said with a smile as the group were met with an almost mass formal greeting."Yes, Mage Julia," Rowenna replied. "This is not a place that we would wish the Coalition to find, nor do they have the means to defend themselves from the various denizens of the Outer realms that certain research paths they were heading down would most certainly take them." And you found this how?" she. That was actually a laugh because she seemed to find the places where he was most ticklish. And then of course he had an erection that needed attention. "Suck it slave," David ordered. Stephanie did and after nearly a fortnight of forced abstention, David came quickly. By the time she'd finished seeing to him and getting herself ready, it was gone nine and she already felt as though she'd done a days work."You are going to take me into work in the morning slave. If not I'll get a taxi and tan.