I shouldn’t be making you embarrassed, I should be helping you to relax. Come on, let’s go look in the beer refrigerator in the storeroom and see if we can find something you’ll like.’ I could tell that she got up and went to the storeroom with me just to be polite. Her heart wasn’t in it. What she really felt like doing was collapsing into a chair and crying until she was exhausted. I didn’t blame her, but any sort of activity, even walking through the kitchen to the storeroom would be better than just giving in. She needed to feel that she was conquering her misfortune, but right then the score was Misfortune one, Miss Sanger zero. She selected a white wine and I poured her a glass, using the fancy stemware. I grabbed a bottle of beer and twisted the cap off, and we were ready to be entertained by the magic box with the big flat screen on the front. An hour later she was looking drowsy, so I turned off the TV at the end of the show and walked her down the hall to the guest quarters. Her face, though still beautiful, bore no makeup except for a little rouge on her cheeks and a hint of lipstick making her look like many of the adolescent beauty contest wannabes. She wore her hair in pigtails or ponytail and consented to all the mannerisms Randy wanted. She dressed like an adolescent and even talked in a kittenish purr. Of course every hair, except on her head, had been removed from her body. She almost balked when Randy asked her to call him Daddy, but after everything she had already conceded, as outrageous as it was, she finally agreed.There was a positive effect however. Randy was showing her a great deal of attention both in and out of the bedroom. They were making love at least three or four times a week and he seemed to take a great deal of pride in her when they went out which was now much more frequent than before. He would often pinch her on her now very small buttocks and make comments, both sexual and otherwise, to compliment her looks and demeanor. One.
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