(This is new ground, even for meâŚas part III of IV unfoldsâŚthis is not for the squeamish, but I find myself fascinated by the opportunity to explore something that for once, is not autobiographical. As a writer, the challenge is exhilarating. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I did writing it.)
He calls me Goddess, I call him My Pet, Pt. III
The next time Jake and I got together, I insisted that he allow Randy to watch in person. I told him that Randy would be dressed in his favorite outfit, a very frilly French Maidâs costume with fishnet stockings, a garter belt and panties. He also would be wearing make-up and a wig.
Jake was not especially thrilled about the prospect, but I insisted. I was starting to sense a battle of wills between Jake and me, and we both were still testing each otherâ boundaries.
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