' This was a new Jacqui to me, one that wasn't in control, more important one who needed me, if only for a while. I think I matured a couple of years ...ith that realisation.I felt nothing, needed to be said, so I just held her tightly against my chest. Looking back I remember that oddly, even with Jacqui snugly in my arms, that I was not aroused. Jacqui eventually moved away from my arms, and I could see that she'd been crying. Wiping the tears away she told me, 'now put that tent back up. I'm. Later in the day Prof reported a second column, made up of an armoured car in the lead with a 30mm quad anti-aircraft cannon mounted on a truck. Then large fuel and water bowser trucks came behind and approximately two hundred troops marching with another 30mm truck mounted cannon, the second armoured car brought up the rear.Shaun let the others know, the Spitfires would be a problem he knew. The radio had been giving out information of attacks from Syria, Jordan, and Lebanon, the Jews were. Adding to all this my conflicted sexuality in feeling feminine yet trapped in a horrid male body. I've always seen fit to stay in shape as I've figured if I must make do with this male exterior I might as well treat it well and make it over how I see fit. My attraction to femininity lead me to cross dressing early on in life which like my submissive nature has continued to grow and develop over the years.My daddy (boyfriend) has a great deal of control over me, he is able to dominate me and. I’m holding the bag with the pantyhose and I say I think you left this in the car. He tells me it isn’t his. I ask him if he is sure and he again says it’s not his. I enter the room and reach out to hand him the bag and tell him to look inside I think it may be for him. He takes the bag and looks inside and looks so embarrassed and asks if I’m trying to be an ass.I tell him I’ve noticed he has been down and hasn’t had any pantyhose for a while and “at this point there is no trying to stop you.