They didn’t use the steps, they just stepped right upon the porch from the ground and stood before me. Neither one saying a word as they looked me u... and down.“Hi, I’m Joss Wayward and I came here to see about hiring on as a ranch hand,” I spoke, sticking my hand out to the one on my right.He pulled on the fingers of his leather glove one at a time until he held the glove in his left hand as we shook.“Hi, I’m Jonnie.”This is a girl! I didn’t know what to say as she took my hand and shook. “Emma, I really wanted to get you naked back there, but I know you’ll never get that dress back on so I will settle for you pulling the dress up above your waist. Shimmy as much as you need to until it is over your hips.”Emma paused for a few moments before obeying but I don’t think that she even considered saying no. As I yanked my shorts down (probably with a bit more excitement after hearing that Emma would be stripping too, ) I looked over at Emma as she reached for the bottom of the. Really point those toes out and put yourwrist up to your neck.Holy cow how do you feel.I was speechless.How doyou feel.You know I think you might be a femboy or maybe a gayboy.Give me a lookat you,touch my boob with your other hand and say ooh i feel like alady.What else could I do, I was only able to follow instruction.OOH ifeel like a lady.With that she took out of a nearby dresser some blacknylon stockings,she bunched the stocking up and point the toes Lor andslid it up my bare leg.Its dark. He sees them. His family, his friends… Many of them are hooked to machines which are drawing their blood into large containers. Two skinheads hold down a man as he tries to struggle free of the machine before it takes the last of his blood. Many bodies lay dead beside the machines which seem to be still working at drawing the life’s blood from them. The man’s step falters as he sees the body of his father, broken, laying at the feet of the machine his mother is hooked into. His memory flashes.