Healmost fell out of the chair saying "Yes Mistress". I was hoping he'd gofor it but was afraid he'd back out. From his excitement it was obviousthe...re was no backing out."Tell me about your fantasies" I directed as we sat down to coffee."I told you the kind of things I fantasize about and that excite me." Yes, but I'm curious just how far you'll go? How much can I own you?" Jenny, I've fantasized about being a sissy since I was in high school.If you will have me, I'll do anything you tell me. "You've started your own web site? Couldn't this wonderful news have waited til morning?" She didn't hide the pout in her voice but she wasn't fooling me."I'm going to be home on Friday," I threatened."Of course you are Axel, its Spring Break," she answered."If, if any of my suspicions are-" Are you bringing that weird girl home?" my sister interrupted.I knew she was referring to Veronica. The two hadn't exactly hit it off the one time they'd met. "She's not a weird girl," I said firmly."So. The NIV Bible with the fake-leather cover that I received when I was baptized during my junior year of college was in hand. And the fly was zipped on my navy-blue khakis.The door opened, and a vision of loveliness emerged. Lisa was wearing a red ruffled blouse and a black pair of slacks. She carried a women’s study Bible with commentary by an author whose name I vaguely recognized. I even caught a slight whiff of perfume this morning – something I was certain she didn’t usually wear – when she. Clarrie and Jameson got out and made their way over to the waiting woman.“Jamie and Clarrie Crawford?” the woman asked.“Jameson Crawford” Jameson corrected as he shook her hand.“Clarrie,” Clarrie took the woman’s hand.“Maggie Selene,” the woman’s voice oozed a honey thick southern accent, “I am the real estate agent for the Community. We have been talking on the phone Mrs. Crawford.”“Ok,” Clarrie said.“Care to do the honors?” Maggie handed Clarrie the house key.“Just the one?” Jameson asked.“No.