Chapter 50: Charles decides that for his next vacation,
he’ll stay closer to home and visit the Grand Canyon or maybe Orlando and check out Disney World
It’s been a few months since resuming my old life and while
it’s largely a relief and comfort to be back among familiar surroundings, I
cannot claim it has been a completely smooth transition. Even after all this time, it requires a
conscious effort to remind myself to speak in my normal masculine voice and
reign in the ultra-feminine mannerisms that were drilled into me so
thoroughly. I still have nightmares
about my time at the hands of Mistress Margot.
Sure, bagging groceries and living in a dingy little one
bedroom apartment may seem like a huge step down from working in a mansion for
a member of the aristocracy, but at least I have the freedom to go out and see
a movie if I want to or whatever. Nobody
treats me like a ridiculous dress up doll or forces me to engage in depraved
carnal acts at the drop of a hat.
Speaking of which, my social life has been completely
nonexistent since returning home, which frankly, I am fine with, for now. I had enough sexual experiences in
Switzerland to last me a good long while.
After all I’ve been through, it may take some time before I can even bring
myself trust another member of the opposite sex.
The other day, a girl at the store where I’m working
casually asked me if I wished to attend a birthday party. I’m sure she was just trying to be nice, so I
feel a little bad at the way I visibly balked at her invitation, nearly
dropping a jar of pickles I was stocking at the time. I hastily composed myself and declined as
politely as I could, but did my best to stay away from her the rest of the
day. I can only imagine how mystified
she must have been at my strange behavior.
April Fools!!!!!!
Sorry, I couldn't resist. I probably don't have to explain that this "ending" isn't genuine; it's just a little something I typed up as lame gag. I promise I'll post the next part of the real story tomorrow.
Fooled me!!! ; )
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