And now my aunt has to deal with me. She's trying so hardbut I don't think I'll ever get things right. I know I need to be indresses and other girly... clothes. The court and my therapist and everyoneis trying to get me straightened out. It's all so difficult but I'lltry. I'll keep trying. I understand now that touch of the dresses andeverything gets me excited. I'm going to be the best girl that I can forall of you." It's all right, Pinky," Sula soothed. "Just keep trying. There aregoing. “So, what happens now?” I asked, watching the torch-lit line of people snake along the towpath, slowly disappearing through an opening in a low wall. Sally paused as if recalling her orders, picking out the passages that were safe to tell me.“I am going to take you inside with me after the others are ...”“Am I in danger?” I interrupted, her body language somehow giving me reason to worry.“No, you’re not. But you must do as you are asked. These people are used to getting their own way,” she. " How will I know when you're going to get here?" she asked. He often worked overtime on Sundays."You won't. So you'd better start playing at the earliest time you think I'll make it and continue until I arrive."She giggled. This promised to be an interesting day. She could accomplish most of the things he had asked, but all of them? That was going to take a fair piece of work.She locked the front door after he left. Where to start? She usually went back to sleep for a bit, but she'd better get. She took another sip of wine as she thought about those young men. Robbie and Pete were almost done. They working for Carla and her husband. Carla was a smoking hot MILF and her husband was never there and always paid his bill on time. "No school tomorrow, what are you going to do all day?" Robbie asked Pete. "I am hoping to balls deep in some fine pussy." Pete said laughing. "Have you ever seen a pussy?" Robbie said. "Well no but I have a good idea, and it will happen some day, to both of us.".