I read the directions and it wasn’t too bad after the initial discomfort. When I was done I cleaned myself up really well and went back into the be...droom and grabbed my ankles waiting for inspection. Soon Mistress Cindy came back in and pulled my panties to the side and said that I had done a fairly good job but tomorrow I would need to shave that hair out of my crack tomorrow because no good sissy has a harry pussy. She told me to continue to hold my ankles and not move. I heard Her doing. ”I laughed as he invited me in. He was a total flirt. “What do I owe the pleasure?” he asked gesturing for me to sit down. I decided to sit on the couch. This is an important decision. If I sat in the chair then he couldn’t sit next to me. But he didn’t sit next to me on the couch but in the chair. “I was in the neighborhood and I don’t know,” I answered. “I got this urge to see you.”“Urge,” he said. “I like the sound of that.”We both smiled. “You look amazing,” he said. “Beautiful just like. ” She added, “You know Amber, if there was ever something that would have got me to spank you it is smoking. Shall I spank you Amber?” There was a sharp tone to her Mum’s voice. Yes please she thought, but she didn’t say it. Instead Amber bottled once again and stuttered. “Oh no Mum please don’t. I won’t smoke again Mum. Honest.” “Make sure you don’t my girl.” “Yes Mum,” Amber conceded meekly. She went to her room and thought how ironic. All this time if she had smoked she would have been. I slid the biscuits into the oven and watched the bacon. Once the first batch of bacon was cooked, I put the pieces on a paper towel and started a second batch. “Alice, would you get the mustard from the fridge?” She nodded and did so. She located plates and set the table for us.We sat down to eat after I blessed the meal. The bacon was so thick that it was almost ham. Alice dug in. After her first biscuit, she added mustard. She murmured, “That’s better even.” She looked at me. “This is so.