” Linda said.“It doesn’t matter! I don’t know exactly how it works, but it does. When I came back and forth earlier, I didn’t know exactly w...here it was either. I just pictured the back seat and immediately went there. Bob popped in and saw Melody earlier and besides scaring the crap out of her, didn’t know where she was going to be. She was in her little office/massage room on the boat and he just popped in having pictured being right in front of her!”Linda tittered, “What if she’d been. Grey, joansissy," she said from outside his vision. "Hah hah, time to see Ms. Grey. Once," she interrupted herself with a gag, and some hitching, and then some laughter, hysterical laughter it seemed. "Once mansissy go in, sissy come out sissy sissy, and no go back. Hah hah."As Mistress Red began to push the gurney out of the room, Madam Magenta ranted. "Now sissy always. Sissy forever. Tit sissy, ass sissy. Mouth sissy. Sissy..."John Phillips heard it dimly and then it penetrated and echoed,. “Barbados would be better this time of year, unless we went to Paris soon,” said Eddie. “Maybe Paris in the spring?”“Can we Joe?” Liang asked.“You know you could go without Joe?” Rachel pointed out.“Yeah. I’m sure it would be fun with you and Eddie.”“Or just me?”“Yeah. But ... I’d like to go with Joe and my wives. I really like you Rachel, but I guess it would be better with them.”Rachel nodded and smiled. “You really are something, Li.”“Why do you say that?”“Because Rachel is a scary bitch,”. You need to be honest with yourself. This isn't some experiment. It's not some funny gag you're trying because you have time to kill. You are indulging a powerful fetish that you have always wanted to surrender to.So, after digging around, dealing with shady - but seemingly reliable - contacts, and taking a train to the Tokyo red light district, you find yourself outside an inconspicuous door, dressed in athletic shorts and a plain shirt. Your hope is to take part in a BDSM experience.