The next morning I called Tanya and explained my thoughts to her, but she told me not to worry, that no one would see Tom leave because he didn't; he ...ent down to his basement workshop and stayed there until I left."That information gave me pause. It was one thing to make love to Tanya when Tom was gone, but could I do it if I knew he was in the house? Tanya must have known what I was thinking because she said:"Don't worry Rob; it will be okay. I promise."That afternoon I got a call from Tom. Her father was alive and not a criminal: she'd never believed that he could be. I grunted some sleepy reply and lapsed back into unconsciousness. She wasn't having any of this and proceeded to wake me again by the simple expedient of grabbing my cock and starting to pump it lightly while lightly caressing my face with her lips and tongue. Her eyes gleamed in the dim light and I could see the flash of her teeth as she smiled down at me."Martin, I want to make love. There is madness all around. You were both red headed, lithe, and had green eyes. That's where things differed though. You wore your hair short in a cute little bob, and she wore her's longer. You tended to be more outspoken, and she tended to be a snob. You were a tom boy, wearing jeans and shorts, and she was rather girly, almost always wearing a skirt or dress of some sort. There was something else different about you that no one else seemed to know. You were a raging lesbian. You had had sex with guys before, but girls. He nodded to agree with the policewoman and invited AuntieBev to go upstairs and remove my pantalets. Upstairs as she helped meout of my dress and corset, Auntie Bev smiled to reassure me."Fortunately your pantalets are made of strong material and they areall-in-ones so he was unable to assault you. However, the police aretaking your friend Jemima out in a car now and we'll see if they can befound. D'you feel up to this?"My thirst for retribution now gave me fortitude and I nodded angrily."Good.