Mannie owned the shop across the road. Mannie and his wife Shirley had both been married before, and Toby was Mannie’s son from a former marriage. T...oby was twenty-six years old and about six feet tall. Facially, he did not resemble his dad at all. Mannie was sixty years old, a fact I was aware of having attended his birthday party a month before. For a guy of his age, Mannie was rather good-looking and I could not help thinking, that he must have been a handsome man when he was younger.Toby. Directly in front of me is my kitchen with the cabinet and sink against the right wall, while Walter's is on the left wall. So is his small bathroom. Through the door leading from the kitchen area in the bedroom, small by the standards I was use to in my house, but large enough for one person. For couples the bedrooms were a little larger, but not by much. There's always room to maneuver around the bed in a wheelchair or with a walker, whichever the resident might be using.We sat down on the. He even brandished around a roll of $100 bills, claiming that he was going to get her if it took $1,500. For that reason Brad had $2,200 in cash with him, far more than he ever carried. Dream on, Si, he thought.Brad’s most recent bid was the one for $250. There was silence, and then the auctioneer declared, “The bid is $250. Do I hear more? Going once ... Going twice...”“Five-hundred dollars!” exclaimed Goodman.“Six hundred,” Brad immediately responded.“One-thousand dollars!” Goodman shouted,. "You should wear those all the timewhen I'm here."I had to catch my breath. Another of my wishes had come true. First Ifound myself sexually enslaved to a dominating woman, and now she wantedme to stay in panties. But that wasn't all."Later on," she added, "I might have to take you shopping for some moregirlfriend pretties to wear for me."In a voice weak with the need to submit, I said, "Yes, Alissa. Yes,Ma'am." I paused briefly and then reminded her, "And I believe I'm duefor some.