What had happened to me? I wondered. It was like I was on a high, I never used to be this forward or outgoing.I found I could listen to him forever. I... had been shut in for so long that I desperately craved companionship. I actually teared up at one point."What's the matter?" Michael enquired."I just forgot how much I enjoy being with others," I stammered, blushing.He smiled at me. "Well, no wonder! After all, you've been shut in that apartment for over two months. That would drive anyone. Fortunately, because President Dean's policies were indiscriminate and wisely prevented women from achieving supremacy, men quickly accepted the new normal.President Dean was beloved by the American people for her beauty and intelligence. After graduating from Harvard at twenty with a degree in political science, she went into politics and quickly climbed the ladder. She shattered John F. Kennedy's record for youngest president, having taken office at thirty-six. Yet, despite all, even she. .. you are ... I mean, my dad wouldprobably call this witchcraft ... Hell, I think it might be witchcraft."Humor. Good, Kayla thought."Your face, your body. It's ... make me understand this Coleman. To behonest, it frightens me a little. I don't know how this is real ..."Kayla motioned for Laurie to sit down. It was not the best of looks, twowomen sitting on the curb outside of a bar, but Laurie's car seemed tooclaustrophobic a choice, probably for them both.Taking a deep breath, Kayla told her. I made my way to our bedroom to find that you had left a note on the bed, attached to a big brown box. The note read, "wear this, and meet me at 3245 Wellington Road, apartment 401." I didn't recognize the address but had an idea of where Wellington road was.I showered, making sure to shave everything, moisturized, and then opened the box to find the black thong you had chosen for me, a pair of classic black high-heels and a beige trench coat. With a small smile, I slipped into the thong and.