Your new makeup definitely makes the panties you are wearing moreappropriate, Tomorrow we have a big day ahead of us, so rest up prettyboy.... (The ca...era fade to black)Candee(Fade in from Black. Candee starts rubbing the foot.) Rest up PrettyBoy. You are completely under my control. You are completely suseptibleto my suggestions. You will forget ever being a man. You are now agirlly sissy. You love wearing panties. You will love wearing nailpolish. You love wearing makeup. You love buying. .. ah... what's-his-name, when all the time, you were sucking cock too that night?" I was not!" Heather burst into violent sobs. "I didn't do anything. It just looks that way. This whole thing is so gross. The worst part is that anyone, anyone in the world, can see these pictures... oh shit, what if my mother sees them... she emails me everyday... I'll have to go home... she'll make me leave school."A loud knock sounded on the door and interrupted Heather remorse. Latasha's face appeared."Bad. Since we have no obvious enemies, it must be enmity from some hidden source. Who could we have injured without realizing that we have done so? So far as I know, we have always been on friendly terms with our neighbors. Isn't that correct, Sam?" Absolutely, Miss Catherine!" Sam answered, emphatically.I stated, "The only people that I, or we, have injured, even metaphorically, have been the KKK. We have fought against them with every legal tactic we could muster. Could they be the ones who are. A thought that never failed to cause my little cock to get hard.Before i continue, i guess i ought to fill you in a little about mydad... My daddy(who was in his forties at this time) was a big ole teddybear of a man. He stood about 5'8" and wieghed around 250 lbs. He wasby no means fat, even tho he did have a bit of a belly- and always had abit of butt crack showing above the waistband of his pants, and he hadcopper blond hair everywhere on his body, except for where he most wantedit- on.