This shit they didn't need."And you say they knew who you were?" asked Bobby.Brent really didn't like bringing Bobby this kind of news. One could neve... tell what he'd do anymore. Besides, it was always a little strange talking to your boss while he was getting a blowjob. Bobby pressed down on the back of the girl's head and Brent heard her choke."Guy called me out by name," said Brent."How the fuck did he know it was you?" asked Bobby.He let up on the girl when it appeared she was about to pass. But he trusted Polly and so he followed her instructions. When he arrived home he found a package on the doorstep and he picked it up and hurried inside.He took his time preparing; he shaved his face and his body, removing any stubble. He used the douche and showered again, applied makeup and then opened the package.It contained a red satin evening gown; he laid it out on the bed and he appraised it, determining what lingerie and accessories would most accentuate the ensemble.The. "The lady on the left is my mother; she is now a spry old biddy of seventy and she is as feisty now as she was fifty years ago. My parents were naturists and my brother and I were brought up to be as well." While we were at university, my brother fell in with a bunch of Christian Fundamentalists who brainwashed him into accepting their narrow-minded beliefs. While I disagree wholeheartedly with his life-view, the very fact that he has a doctorate in comparative religion, just as mine is in. . well...I want to try to do what you do, to be a boy so well that no one cantell I'm not a boy. So I need some one to help me and I could think ofno one better qualified than you."Tom just stood there; he could not believe what he was hearing! "Whywould you want to do that?" he asked. "What makes you think that itwould be fun, it is humiliating and very degrading to be dressed assomeone you aren't." he said."When you are forced into it by circumstances such as you were, I cansee why you would.