"I blushed and admitted my admiration. I remember joking about sending him around to help me unpack.Imagine my surprise when there was a knock promptl...y at five to eight the next morning at my front door and there was my Adonis. Sara had told her husband that I had arrived and needed help moving some delivery boxes. In a logical way she had suggested that perhaps one of the guys who had been to their house would be ideal as they knew the location. How she managed to get the exact one I shall. I took one of the rubbers and put in my wallet. I felt like I was close to getting some pussy and I wanted one with me. I put the other three in the glove box of our pickup.Before ... when we collected, we would ride our bikes and we’d each take a side of the street and stop at each house. We tried to collect from our customers on Saturday, because that’s when most of them were home.We didn’t have but two or three who tried to put off paying, but they weren’t that bad. I’d just stop leaving the. Daddysamson: have you ever heard of --- a fetish called ForcedFeminization?Tlosersub: I can't say I have what is that?Daddysamson: It means you aren't a real man, and what you need is a realman to take and teach you how to be his feminized servant...This sounded a bit too involved for Ed, and he wasn't big on beingreminded that I was chatting with men, but decided to indulge the dom forjust a bit longer to where it would go.Tlosersub: So what does that entail then, I guess I'd love to. ”“No.”“No?”“No.”“Wendy...”“No. That’s not how tonight’s gonna work. Sit down and be quiet. Actually, try this while you wait.”“But I shouldn’t...”“Don’t worry about it. You’re not going to be driving.” She set a small, tulip-shaped glass of clear liquid in front of him, returning to her tasks as he dutifully swirled and sniffed.“Grappa? No, eau de vie. I think it’s...” He sniffed again, then took a microscopic sip of the fiery liquid. “Mirabelle?”“You are, as always, the cleverest of drunkards..