Any remainingmistakes are mine.I found myself in Hawaii, and just ahead of me, I could hear peoplecelebrating. I saw a sign on an archway saying, "Bi...g Closet authorswelcome," so I went in."Ladies and gentlemen, welcome. I've been asked to act as Mistress ofCeremonies here, but I promise I won't keep you from the celebrationlong. But I would like to recount how this amazing meeting came about.It was two years ago that our beloved webmistress Erin had the mostamazing luck, and won a Powerball. The band was on the floor,not a stage, so, i assumed they could see slave's bare sex under the table.How well they could see, i didn't know. The piano player was the first to notice me and lost no time in hipping thedrummer and bass player. All three smiled and nodded to me. i smiled back andflushed, i am sure, from head to toe. The waitress came to the table and didn't seem to be aware that slave's legswere bare all the way to slave's sex and bare butt. She was very consciousof the 3-inch wide. He sure wished the ancient elevator wasn't still out of order, but that was another thing on her “Bitch List”. The faint scent of the perfume she bathed in lingered in the stairway, until he arrived on the third floor. The perfume was overpowered by the odor of paint and turpentine. Richie hated the smell so much he pulled from his pocket a paper dust mask to cover his mouth and nose. In a couple hours the trim work on the floorboards and doors would be done he hoped.As he walked to the far. So no games, please."I knew enough about my mother's mind now to know her strategy. She knew Iwould look and have to be a lot more feminine in those clothes rather thanmy jeans. And I also knew how strong willed a woman my mother could be soI just nodded in agreement as I grabbed my robe and headed off to take myshower and to shave my legs and underarms as well. Doing this was secondnature to me but tonight I felt somehow different. I was quite nervous.After I dried off and liberally applied.