"Billy interrupted her "I don't want to be a sissy. A sissy is..." helooked at Angel and she told him again, "a 'sissy' is a feminine BOY whowants to ...e treated like a limp-wristed hyper-girl I want to be a REALgirl, not a boy playing the part." I never knew there was a difference. How do you know so much?" A little, err, birdie told me." Hmmm, I don't know if I like the sound of that. However I love you, andwant to help you. Let me think about this for a while and get back toyou. Okay?" Sure,. Dad and I had a talk. He asked me how things were at home, along with the love life. I told him I was trying, but Marlene always wanted more. The money I gave her each week to run the household was never enough. Things didn’t seem that good for a couple that was married less than a year. Dad was always honest with me and told me I should have a blood test done to make sure Mike and Lisa were my kids. They didn’t have the quick DNA at the time. I was pissed at Dad for suggesting it but I knew he. I wanted to cry again but this time I managed to stop myself. I kept on washing my body like nothing has happened. And then suddenly, the water stopped. I tensed and stiffen, not knowing what to do, all the while water kept on dripping from my body onto my knees and floor.?Brush your teeth? the voice said.He pulled me on my leash forward and stopped. Sure, you sick bastard, I will brush my teeth. And so I again tried to unlock the gag myself. And again I failed miserably. This time however, he. They had chattered continually on their CB's as they moved down the road. Evidently, they had used this location successfully before.Pete, of the earlier broadcast, was in the blocking position for their ambush. The others were spread out on the south side of the road, maybe a total of thirty feet from Pete. Their tactic was for Pete to draw attention so the others could either fire from the side or surround their victims.We were in a slanted formation. I think the infantry squad tactics called.