Real Stories - September/October 2008

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I was flabbergasted when she came back into the Great room. She had donned the most intense costume I had ever seen. She had on spiked heel boots, a leather corset束腰 — a stiff garment that squeezes the waist, a vampire collar项圈 — a band worn around the neck, leather gloves and the whole leather ensemble套装 — pieces of clothing worn together. She even had in her hand a whip. I can’t recall what went through my mind at that moment but later, when I thought about it after the fact, I thought of that line from “Batman Returns” when the security guard sees Catwoman and her whip. He said, “I don’t know if I should arrest her or marry her?”

That is how I felt. I didn’t know if I should run away from her or run off with her. What an incredible display of feminine mystique. She looked like a goddess女神 — a woman treated as divine and a devil all rolled into one. I just stood there, frozen in time. I couldn’t take my eyes off of her. My spell was broken when she abruptly told me that she wanted me to meet someone. She called for her husband, although she didn’t refer to him in exactly those terms. She called him her ‘pitiful excuse for a husband.’

In came this man, dressed like a woman, wearing this puffy, Victorian dress, wearing a blonde wig, handcuffed around this wrists and ankles, shuffling along like he were a member of a chain-gang. She placed this leash牵引绳 — a lead clipped to a collar on his dog collar项圈 — a band worn around the neck that was around his neck, and she told him to kneel next to her. She then proceeded to introduce me as the guy who was going to fuck her.