I decided I wasn’t going to call and I wasn’t going to show up either. They had video cameras and were faithfully recording the whole scene. Sex Fiona still made me take a break from my studying to practice applying lipstick. I was always complimentary or sympathetic and I never betrayed a confidence. “You can tie me!” She smiled and reached into a bag. I just hoped she wasn’t being sarcastic. No, not any girls’ panties. I assured her I wasn’t gay but bisexual (at least with Fred) and I wasn’t thinking about a sex change operation. But you did give her some strange feelings that were kind of scary…but she kind of liked. It might have gone on longer except the little beauty swirled her tongue around the head. “Use your mouth, Georgette.” I was startled and scared but I didn’t consider disobeying my tormentor. I decided I wasn’t going to call and I wasn’t going to show up either. But I didn’t. I didn’t feel bad because it was like we were talking about someone else; not me. With my hair growing out Mrs.
