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Hello Friends

Apologies for not getting anything new up on here this week, but the real world has been getting in the way recently, but today we are back with a preview of a new piece of art.

I think I know what is happening, though I do not have the dialogue written for this as yet, but I get the suspicion there is an "invitation" being offered to Jane by the ladies of the local hunt.

Perhaps your super thoughts on this will influence that dialogue.

Beyond that, Isn't Andy's uniform cute? Well if you think so just you wait until you see it in.........baby blue!!!!!!!!!

Big hugs to you all

XXX

Andy

 

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Ericka

Why could this happen to me when I was Andrews age?😢 It would have made transitioning easier.

Skinnie S

“Let’s have a little chat about how things are going, shall we?” Mistress Martingale took Jane’s hand and led her out on to the terrace. Andy was dismayed. He had never seen his Aunt so meek and compliant. She’d even dressed differently for Mistress Martingale’s visit. Gone were the leather pants. She wore those even when meeting her bank manager. Gone was the silk blouse. In was a sober, beige business suit. Beige?! What was she thinking? At least she was still wearing her Louboutins, although he couldn’t help thinking that nude would have been a better pairing than black. After all, it was Auntie who’d drilled into him that ‘black and brown should never be found”. Drilled into him in so many ways. She’d said learning the colour rules was part of his maid training if he was going to help manage her wardrobe. ‘Blue and green should never be seen’ he’d intoned. Chanting was a good way of learning the rules, she’d said, and helped her find her rhythm. But that was before his stay at Knightley Towers. “But what about Andrew?” asked Jane, glancing wistfully back at her boy looking ravishingly gorgeous in his pink latex maid’s dress. He’d come on so much since his stay with The Sisterhood. They were right about petticoats. The layers of white taffeta gave his skirt such a lovely lift. So much better than hanging limply: the petticoats gave an illusion of stiffness, so delightful and confusing for a sissymaid. And he was a sissymaid. Her sissymaid. He accepted it now, right down to his monogrammed apron. “He’ll be fine,” said Mistress Martingale. “Stable Mistress Twitch and Stablegirl Jennet will look after him while we talk. About this Blog of yours…..” ............ --------------- MORE TO FOLLOW if Interested...... And Andy does look fabulous in pink, but even sissymaids get the Blues. S xxx

Lee

fascinating, and thoughts of the many possibilities abound and tangents abound. I do hope Andrew is listening so the lady on the left does not have to use her crop. Double teaming scared Andrew. I do see a camera above the door, so both residents and staff must be watched to be kept in line. He has had enough practice to fit in, but for how long? A party, a month, a Summer? Andrew may not get outdoors long enough to have to watch his tan lines.

Aidan

When the ladies come back from the local hunt they only want our cute pretty boy to serve them their drinks and nibbles. xxx

Michyle Glen

This does have possibilities, A summer under multiple Mistress's!?!?!

Stephen Dollahan

And of course, the nibbles they'll be nibbling, will be our sweet, little, adorable, Andy!