She beckoned me to put my arms forward, slipped it through them, then fastened it at the back. By this time, I was too plain scared to speak. She was ...bviously getting her own back by humiliating me, but she seemed to be enjoying it a bit too much. Anything ANYTHING - was better than her telling everyone though."A nice fit, little Nicky. It could have been made for you. Stand back and let me see you. Oh very nice. With that long curly hair, you make a lovely girl. Turn around for me. Lovely.. Annette held my hand and guided me, stumbling in higher heels than I hadever worn before, back to the bedroom where she had me step into a blackleather miniskirt. I thought that it zipped up like trousers beforeAnnette gave me a withering look."What?" Anthony, dressed like you are, you have got to think more like a woman.How many women have you seen wearing a skirt with the zipper in front?" I don't know," I replied innocently."None, my little Antoinette, none! The same number of Anthonys you. Jub bahut deir ho gayi to MERI PYARI BAHEN ISHA ne mujhe hilaya or bola ki Oooooo bhaiya! Kahan kho gaye yaaaaaaaar? Main bola teri khoobsoorti mein kho gaya tha meri ISHA. Wo jhenp si gayi or boli ki yunhi khade mujhe dekhte rahohe ya kuch karoge bhi? Maine kaha main kya karoon mujhe to kuch pata hi nahi? To wo boli ki chalo main hi aapko sab kuch sikhati hoon. Maine poocha ki SIKHATI HOON means? Kya aapne ye sab pehle kiya hua hai? wo kehne lagi MERE PRARE BHAIYA maine ye sab nahi kiya hua.. Ten years. I worked so hard to provide for us. I bought us a nice home. I busted my ass to provide nice things for us. I worked so hard that we made enough money for Mandy to quit her job and work from home. When that didn’t work out. She just quit working all together. She had it made. Kept the house clean and cooked. The perfect housewife and she went and did this to me. The more I thought on it, the madder I got. I was fuming by now. I could feel my blood pressure raising.I finished my water.