..."Because I like it dad. I like being dressed this way. I like being agirl, and so far, everything about it." I waited for him to lash out atme, but...all he did was sit on the chair and look at me."I guess I should have known all along. When your mother told me aboutthe time she caught you all dressed up, and certainly when I saw you atthe hotel." He had a resigned look on his face and I wondered what hewas going to do. "You're 15 now and old enough to know what you like Iguess. All I want for. "See it as your first task as men, boys," father said and laughed. Hearing this from him was something I took pride in, he now saw me as aman, as an equal.After supper had ended I spent some time reading a book I'd been givenfor my 16th birthday. I didn't read for long, the candle had to last fora long time, at least until we had the chance to buy new ones, one ofthe items on the list that I had been given. After finishing one chapterI put out the candle and closed my eyes. Hard work made you. It was a lot of fun. Yeah, Michelle loved anal play. I discovered my penchant for anal sex while doing it with Michelle, but I also discovered that I could be both dominant and submissive in bed. For instance, sometimes I basically made Michelle stone my bitch. I put her on all fours and spanked her white ass until it turned red. Then I strapped on my dildo and mounted her. I shoved my dildo into her asshole and fucked her hard. Michelle was a real screamer. And she had a hidden submissive. Although she wasn’t normally a drinker, she decided to have a glass of white wine in a cozy bar she had passed hundreds of times but had never entered. The place was fairly dark so it tool several seconds for her eyes to adjust to the low light level, but when they did, she realized that there wasn’t a man in the place as she had stumbled into one of the lesbian hangouts New Town was famous for. There were about seven or eight women playing pool and three sitting at the bar nursing drinks and.