“I apologize for my ... you’re a statue.”His eyebrow arched. It was a very human, very life-like gesture. More than anything else, it helped to ...calm me down. I nodded. “Again, I apologize for my response. I wasn’t expecting to speak to...” and I waved at him.“A talking statue?” he asked and I nodded. “No need to apologize, sir. I am only a statue. I have no feelings to hurt.”“I would have said the same thing about a construct, but I have been proven wrong on that point.”He looked at me again. They are her advice about being Contessa. Important wisdom that I may need one day, but this is not that day! She can tell me herself when she comes home!”Stavro patted her head as she pressed it into his bicep.“Maria, Emay Cardia, I am sorry that you must to face so many hard truths in one day, but you have been Contessa Maria de San Finzione since your Great-Grandmama fell unconscious.” Maria looked up at him in surprise; no one having said those words directly to her yet.From his tone, Maria. ....bitch please I live for this, he loves it, he prefers me to you because he knows I know how to please a man, otherwise why is he calling me to meet me alone????That period was fun then came shemales, I have always love shemales, always have thought they are so beautiful and I remember that night, it was a few days before halloween, saturday afternoon, alone in my room when I finally got the nerve to pick up the phone and call that add, the one I had been staring for weeks in the back of the. Every drawer was open, so was my wardrobe and every cupboard. Therewas a large pile of my clothing stuffed in to several garbage bags justoutside the door. With horror I looked in to my wardrobe and my worse fearswere confirmed as I looked upon my collection of Candy’s clothes. They hadbagged everything masculine thing I owned, and replaced it with all myskirts, dresses, and blouses. A quick look in to the still open drawersconfirmed the same story; all my jockey shorts were gone, replaced with.