“So, I heard you like wearing my stuff?” she asked quite bluntly.“I’m really not sure I know what you’re talking about.” I felt my face ge...ting red in embarrassment.“Does this look familiar?” she asked, twirling the same lacy white bra I had tried on around her finger. “Jimmy told me you decided to try on a few of my things. I really don’t care but next time, just ask.”“I’m really sorry. And it was just that bra. It was on the bathroom floor. And there was a bet. It won’t happen again.”“That’s. Eventually he did share with them that he enjoyed dressing in women'sclothing; our daughter more understanding and he even shared with her thathis female name was Samantha.All our lives changed in a dramatic way when I became seriously ill. Thisresulted in a major operation and a longish stay in hospital, with manymore stays over recent years.Tony did a lot of travelling up and down to the hospital as well aslooking after the children. The youngest was still in high school; theolder children. I have my priorities straight. And chilled in that cooler is a six-pack of liquid nourishment known as sandwich-in- a-can." Gawd, my incorrigible father," she rolled her eyes. "Though now that you mention it a couple of beers would be perfect with all this."And so they were. The clean-up was easy as always if a bit primitive. Melissa got a fire roaring in the hearth, then fed it the gunky paper plates and bowls. I swiped out the pans, then filled them with clean water and a little bleach and. It is your former employees and slaves.As you step into the room a sudden silence falls over everyone there.And Pohst has assembled everyone. Every underling, crony, thug, tough,pimp, lackey, barman, cook, kitchen hand and scullery maid. Worse everynatural slave and serum girl in the pleasure house is assembled. Youfeel their eyes on you and sense their keen interest. This interestfalls upon you bodily for in those many eyes you can see all manner ofemotions directed at you - pleasure,.