Product Review

"You know, it all started while I was un-burdening my heart to my bestie
Debbie about my recent difficulties at work. I had jokingly remarked to her
that the ideal solution would be a version of the old chain gangs. A season
or two away on "special training" on one of those would certainly whip Bill,
my filthy sexist pig of a boss, into shape. We had a good laugh about it. I
would have left it at that, of course: just a joke. But then she told me
about "Mistress Lucy's Estate". I didn't believe her at first. "Naked male
slaves"? Seriously? In this day and age? You gotta be kidding me! But as she
continued to explain, I realised that she was not putting me on. She was
serious! So there really was such a place, which she had been to, and still
was visiting from time to time? Wow! So we talked some more... And now? Now
I have Bill's job, and Bill has... but let's let Miranda Birch begin at the
beginning, and tell the whole story!"