It’s just some cloth. Wad it up and push it in. It won’t hurt.? There was a pause. ?Go on, Becky.? ?He knew her name. Familiarity or research? I c...ouldn’t know from where I was and I wasn’t likely to find out unless I find a diary that he’s been keeping or something. There was a sort of whimpering noise and then a muffled grunt.??Good.? It was Ray again. I guessed that I wouldn’t hear much more from Becky. ?All right then. If you can lie down. It will be more comfortable. That’s it. Now hands. Mistress Anna gave Adam a small shiny metal cock restraint. “Here, baby, wear this over the weekend and we'll soon have you acting like the girl you want to be."“Thank you, Mistress,” his mum replied. “I'll make sure he has it on for the interview on Monday, and perhaps his new pink skirt if he's good."Monday MorningAdam arrived bright and early for his ’interview’ on Monday morning, wearing a short pink top over a heavily padded bra, a short pink skirt, matching tights, and those lovely white. All her husband wanted was money, a great looking house, a Honda city and a wife who said little and dressed sexily for the office parties where he could feel the eyes staring at him with envy. She was 35, married for 12 years now and the story on ISS pure fiction, for this would be her first time out with a man who was not her husband. She was a goddess with a figure to match and she measured 30-24-31 and was ashamed of not being perfect. I held her hands for the first time when I told her she. Tony checked his watch and counted off softly."Seven minutes starts ... now. Go for it, Probie-san!" DiNozzo, your turn is coming. You'd better hope you have your coin." Jethro glowered at his senior field agent, grim satisfaction blooming when Tony patted his pockets and paled. He was just going to bait the younger man more when Jen called to him softly.Jethro followed the sound of her voice to the kitchen. Damn, she looked good. Her hair was a little mussed and her expression still lazy, that.