"Yes. This stay here was just like make believe. None of you can talk about this at all ... to anyone."This time Fiona's hand shot up. As he had pause...d, she went right ahead."Jessica and I talked about that already. We decided that if we said anything, no one would believe us, anyway. We figured that the gossip in school would be that we were abducted by aliens." She paused for a moment and her face scrunched up as though she was thinking hard. "Is that what happens? Then those papers in the. I felt cool slim fingers on my shaft. She seemed to be measuring it, moving her finger tips up from my balls to the tip then back again several times.She pulled my cock from inside my underwear so it was standing straight up and just outside my pants. I felt her butt move back a bit as her hand slipped under her miniskirt. I don't know how she did it because neither of us could move much, but she pulled her panties down her slender legs and somehow got them up into her hand. She whispered. It is no longer important to her to be any particular sort of identity. She calls herself fluid and lucky. But you are the lucky one now. She is living out her love for you while you maintain a CIS status as a straight man. You give her all you can give just as she is perfect for you. For the moment you are both fulfilled.The process of learning about her fetishes has been revealing and grand. You share your own likes in the same way without fear of rejection. Tish has told you about her days. Was it only women that I was to serve, or was I to serve all? I was fearful, but I attempted to put on a strong face as I wrote my next letter.I argued that women would prefer TVs because panties are a controlling device, and that we TVs would be better controlled than males.This phrase came back to haunt me. Panties are indeed controlling devices as my e-mail correspondent reminded me. But who will they control? I realized then that the TVs of the world are in fact slaves. We will obey women.