I can't, can't do it Rhonda," he said as he paused."Well we've made too many plans, we've come too far now Tom! You'regoing to let my sissy neighbor ...here get by without punishment forclimbing over our deck railing and sneaking into our apartment and thensneaking around in my closets and lingerie dresser drawers. Is that it?"Rhonda added becoming angered at his hesitation. "Just pretend he's me!I don't care what you do, but we're going to see this little sissy getserviced tonight. And if you. ”“So do I,” I said, and I meant it. “What you said last night,” she said, “about our family wanting to keep yours down. It isn’t true, you know.”“All the evidence says otherwise,” I said.“Doubtless it was true in the beginning,” she responded, “and for good reason. If you look back at what they were doing, your ancestors perpetrated some real atrocities on those around them - but that was then, and that wasn’t you.“Back then, the Eversons did just want to protect people, and so measures were. But when the song came to an end, the fans didn't care that the tour wasalmost over. Any lingering doubts or feelings that I'd had about thetour ending were washed away in the roar of applause that erupted aroundthe venue. I basked in it for a brief moment before the lights went outand I was rushing for another costume change.As the simple, glamorous dress was pulled over my head and the shoeswere replaced on my feet I smiled at what was coming next. I could hearthe video playing on the screen. Elsie gave me a gentle hug, then carefully moved us over slightly so she could lean up against the wall and continue to hold me. She tried to clean her hand off as much as possible, knowing how much the odor displeased me, but I told her it was okay, and that the smell didn’t bother me anymore.Figuring I was lying - which I was - she was careful to keep that hand as far away from my face as possible. Her other hand was gently rubbing my chest through my shirt, and even though I would have liked.