"In here ... or out there Sir?" I asked."Go ahead and wait out there. I intend to talk to her first anyway," he said."I don't want her to get in troub...e, or she will just..." Mister Louden, I know exactly how to talk to my teachers. Wait outside please. Would you be asking any teachers to your wedding?" We would gladly ask Ms. Branchfield to the wedding," Stacy said. "Maybe she will meet somebody there!"We left, with Stacy giggling as we walked back outside. We saw and sat where we had been. We finished the pot of coffee, packed up, and were on the trail just as the full light of dawn broke over the mountains.Kit kept the same pace he’d set yesterday, and we continued to make good time. Our lunch stop was a repeat of yesterday’s, but quicker, and we were back on the trail less than a half hour after we’d stopped. A few hours later Kit pulled up sharply and told us there was a herd of antelope about 1000 yards to the west on the mountainside. I looked at Anna and she shrugged with a. Kelli quickly helped me dress. My cock was near bursting at the thought that my own, sexy, slut daughter was going to be my mistress and Domme. My pending scenario made the pre cum flow from my cock as we went about my transformation. Kelli no longer called me daddy, I was now LYNN, and I loved every second of it. She did my eyes with bright-blue, glitter, eye-shadow, and black eyeliner. A bit of powder over foundation on my face, and bright-pink lipstick, and I was all set. Kelli took the. Whilst engaged in my studies, I became particularly interested in acting on the stage and managed to garner a few coveted roles in some of the classic play productions performed by the student thespians. I absolutely hated the role of Wendy in "Peter Pan" and remember with disgust wearing the silly little girl panties under my nightshirt which I was supposed to flash the audience with on a periodic basis to keep them on their toes. Well, at least the horny males. It was sheer feminine.