I looked through the computer files and saw a folder with my name on it. In it, I found hundereds of pictures uncle had taken of me in every naughty s...ensual dirty position imaginable. Uncle seem to have shared every photo he took of me with Vijayji.I was so immersed into this that I did not hear the door open behind me or uncle and Vijay walk up to me. Too late I realised that they found me snooping. I was so mixed in emotions I was not sure if I should be scared of getting caught or angry for. ??Really?? Brad says with an arch look at me, which makes me blush. "Wellthen...?And with that he changes subjects to normal chit chat, his job,Mistress's job, the news. Chrissy and I join in, and it's one of theweirdest things I've ever done. A normal conversation, but with the fullunderstanding, and references to, the fact I'm a submissive sissy at thefeet of her Mistress. The mix of the total submission at the company, andthe conversations I've had pretending to be a normal girl... it makes. The other wall opened into a balcony through French doors. The other corner had a door that lead into the bathroom.Trying to be as nonchalant as I could, I lowered myself on the edge of the bed and watched her walk over rather unsteadily to the wardrobe. She opened the one in the centre, revealing various separate compartments. One was filled up with her dresses that she wore when with the family, all lined neatly, hanging from blue plastic hangers. By its side, I could see quite a lot of. I know you, sweetheart, you’ve been hiding in your Ol’ Bear cave, chasing off everyone who might want to help you. Pulling back from those who love you. ‘Well, my darling, it’s Christmas morning and it’s been long enough. Our kids need you, and our grandkids deserve to know the man I love. I also know that those family jewels I loved are turning a bit blue. I can’t bear the thought that for the rest of your life you’ll be reduced to using the equivalent of this doll, I’ve named her Suzy Slut.