I couldn't decide which one should be tied so I decided to let Vicky and Carla decide for themselves."One of you two sluts is going to be tied to the ...bed. The other will get to kiss me through my panties. No biting or gouging, sluts. Whoever gets tied to the bed can just watch the winner kissing me."The two women squealed and begged to both be allowed to kiss me. I laughed at them and refused.Carla said, "Please Mistress Cindy. We can both kiss you, we'll do whatever you say but please don't. Me and Sophia (my sister) had gone to bed early, the days of swimming and sunbathing tiring us out quickly. My mother stayed up on the deck with my father, enjoying the quiet of the night sea. A few hours later I was awakened by a shrill scream followed by a bone jarring crash as the schooner started to lean in the water. Jumping from my bunk I rushed to the deck to see that the peaceful ocean had become a wind whipped torrent as a summer storm hit in full fury. Blinking my eyes to clear the. With a huge smile she said, "I only want to switch for a week or two -nothing too big, but I do want you to work as me and get a good feel forwhat I go through on a daily basis."We chatted for a while and I agreed we would give this a try. We placedour fingers on the DNA scanners and then put our PIN numbers in todigitally sign the document. The document was sent off to the company.A week later we got a phone call from Lasting Impressions. An older ladyon the phone said she was a psychiatrist. " Fare thee well, Jacob." Just as the voices echoed throughout the room, Jacob managed to roll over and promptly fell off the bed.He sat up sputtering and spat out a mouthful of mud. He swiped his arm across his muddied face and dug a pebble from his forehead. He scrubbed at his eyes and when he at last found he could open them, he froze at the sight kneeling before him."Are you real or are you an angel?" He sputtered past the remnants of mud in his mouth.The strawberry blonde blushed to the.