I must admit I was pleasantly suprised at how he looked. Andy was tall, slim, with shoulder length hair. He looked very sexy in the stockings, and his... make up was well done and he had a femenine face. He took me into the living room and we sat opposite each other, both nervous, although he was experienced. We chatted for a few minutes, and I could feel myself wanting to touch him. I asked him to sit next to me on the sofa, he came over and straight away I rubbed his leg, then my hand went up. Iimmediately replied that I would love to, as I am a sissy slut.He responded with "Good slut, I look forward to meeting you."The phone rang. Mistress Jennifer called me up to her office on the thirdfloor. I immediately went up to see how I could serve her.She had me close the door and go to her office closet. Confused, I openedthe door to find a man completely mummified with duct tape. He was a 6'pillar of silver duct tape, except that his cock was poking free from inbetween the wraps of the. .. I didn't feel comfortable with him, so I thanked him and said, sorry I had other plans." Good for you. Never date someone you don't feel comfortable with." I ... erm ... I feel comfortable with you." I'm glad," I smiled, "but I'm literally old enough to be your grandfather." Yes, but ... you aren't my grandfather, or, for that matter, my father."I thought changing the subject would be a smart move at that point."What are you interested in, then?"She thought for a moment while I sipped. I'll keep her here with all this ephemera."He tossed a document over to me. "What I really wanted to ask you about was this. It's a copy of Elizabeth's will." I skimmed through it. It was messy - an original will made when she met Robert and then codicils added over the last eighteen years - probably about fifty of them - small bequests - changes as friends had died - nothing very exciting. All witnessed - the witnesses made interesting reading. I knew the outline pretty well. Half the residue.