She turned bright red during the next question. Finally my interpreter translated, “My mother asked Camille if she was prepared to start a family an...d raise babies. Camille said yes. Then my mother told Camille that she would have to always be available to her man for sex, day and night, rain or shine, and in the vagina, mouth, or rectum. Again Camille said yes.” Then my interpreter said, “You now have my mother’s blessing to have sex with Camille and to marry her.”I looked at Camille and asked,. The contrast between them was striking. She caught glimpses of herself in the mirror – a bedraggled picture of submission; her hair a complete mess, eyes bloodshot, skin and face still burning red and covered in sweat. Mistress, meanwhile, glistened faintly with perspiration, and was otherwise still perfectly put together – perfectly in control. The dominant reached for Lily's collar and removed it, leaving Lily to mourn its absence. Mistress placed the collar on the dresser."I know you like. I..."Mum smiled and said. "You want to be Catherine Jessica full time don'tyou?" she pulled me in to the hug. "I knew a long time ago that youmight make that choice," she had tears in her eyes. "But I know thatit's the right choice. I know that you love being a girl. And I am happythat I'm getting a new daughter."We were packed off to our rooms and told to get some sleep. With thepromise we'd talk more in the morning.I couldn't sleep, C.J's revelation to me had been quite open. She. What is it you want to ask me?” Suddenly the air was tense. Whatever it was had them quite nervous.Lynn started. “Well I don’t know if you have noticed but I don’t use any birth control. Actually I don’t need it because when I was young I became very ill and I had to have a hysterectomy. I can’t have children. It was something my husband had a hard time coming to terms with at first and we nearly didn’t get married because of it. But he eventually accepted it and we had talked about adopting..