Mike made the usual excuses to his wife to enable him to attend his Tea Lady parties. If it was an afternoon meet he was on the golf course not to be ...disturbed; if it was evening meet he was going down to the pub or the club with the boys and was not to be disturbed. It worked every time and except for the odd occasion when he noticed he hadn't removed all of the nailpolish from his cuticles he had never once come close to being caught.His wardrobe and girly accessories were kept in trunk at. We drove the 2-hour trip to Palm Springs nervously exchanging stories about the trip and our e-mails and basically testing the other’s real self. She told me that if I was an axe murderer, to please wait until the end of the week to do the deed because she needed the vacation. We laughed and I promised her I would. We got to the hotel and went up to our room. It was a suite with a nice living area and a bedroom on the other side. As I got her bags out of the car, I made a joke about how long. She smiled at me in a way that I can only describe as benevolently evil. “That,” she said, pointing and my throbbing crotch, “We'll have to wait. You now work for me, Andrea, and I have had a long, long evening. I need something to make me forget about it.” As she was saying this her panties were sliding down her legs and onto the floor. “Now Andrea…let me see if you would make a good lesbian. “On your knees.” I swallowed hard, “Yes, ma’am.” I dropped to my knees and she forcefully pulled my. ‘Another day has almost come and gone Can’t imagine what else could wrong Sometimes I’d like to hide away somewhere and lock the door A single battle lost but not the war’ I turned my head flat against my knees and continue to rock slowly, clutching at my sanity with both hands. I sang to my hearts content, slowly getting more energy into it and singing louder and louder. I never realize that I go from song to song, singing loudly and straight from my heart. I sing songs my mother sang to me.