.." what had happened exactly? Deanna's mind was these days soconcerned with keeping her makeup looking perfect, and keeping herstocking seams straigh..., and responding to the flurry of instructionsfrom Kissy and Gemma, and making the coffee, and learning to understand'bimbo maths', and learning to touch type, and... she knew roughly whathad happened to her since that day in the hotel, but putting it all insequence and making sense of it all."I don't want to hear any more!" Charlotte held her. The whole sorority house and myself thought that you were our hero, but now we know that you are the jerk that put together this prank. Now it's payback time." I didn't do it." I pleaded. "You got the wrong guy." We know you did it." Elizabeth said. "If you deny it, your punishment will be even worst." Okay. I confess I did it." I said. "What are you going to do about it?" I thought that all they could do would be to reprimand me."First, we want you to take off all of your clothes." . Over the two years since my separation, I have discovered a new side to myself that had been hidden in the back of my mind from when I played at dressing up in my mother’s clothes. When I look back now, I did not realise that in my youth as a 10 year old boy, sliding a pair of panties and tights up my legs and feeling the sensations of running my hands over my nylon cased bum cheeks, would result in the path I now follow. On this particular day, I had lifted from the rack a pale peach satin. “He looked monstrous, as if he’d gone insane. I thought he was going to kill me.” “I believe he would have,” I said. “Do you remember what happened next?”“Yes. No… I don’t know, it all happened so fast. I was hoping it was only a nightmare. Someone, some thing stopped him. My God, it tore him apart.” Tears ran down her cheek, her body wracked with sorrow as the horror of reality struck her cold.It broke my heart to see her suffer and my love for her swelled in my chest. I no longer cared if.