Do you have any idea where this is all going? I mean now that its all out in the open it might be time for counseling or something?"I wasn't a lot of ...elp in committing to anything. One of the little known by products of this strange feeling of release is that I wasn't inclined to take any new positions. Decisions seem constricting, opinions less than compelling, the future - vague, too far away yet surprisingly full of possibilities.I did make one decision as my brother and I talked, it was. Cindi turned to check Tony's drink her back was to Tom. When she bent over to let Tony play with her tits, Tom reached over and slipped his finger in her pussy. This started the pattern of her going around the table "checking" drinks and getting her tits and pussy played with until everyone had done both.We resumed the card game for a while. Cindi pulled a chair up beside me and watched. As we played I told the guys that after each hand, whoever had the winning hand would get Cindi sitting on. So anyway, here I am righteously denigrating these mnemonic numbers when I see amongst a page full of offers of telephonic bliss in any form you can think of, an ad for 1-900-DRESS-UP, promising to fulfill any crossdresser's dreams. So to prove I'm as human as any Presidential Candidate, I did an immediate flip-flop and decided there might be something worthwhile here after all.I didn't want any record of my folly on my phone bill, so I quickly put on my best blouse and skirt, made a short stop. I found you in the bathroom, casually taking a shower.I slid open the door, shut off the water and hauled you,by the wrist, into the living room as I scolded you forplaying hooky. Then, with a powerful smack to each ofyour wet, unprotected buns, I put you to task cleaningthe apartment. I followed you closely, delivering stingingsmacks to speed you on as you hopped about, picking upplates and cups. All the while you protested that theneighbors might hear. These complaints stopped afterI.