Turning around wasn’t an option, nor would I have, even if it was. With a deep breath, I tested the wire with one foot, finding it both sturdy enou...h to bear my weight, and steady. And thus, I made my way slowly and carefully, towards the center of the underground lake, all my concentration upon each single step until, finally I came to another platform - set perhaps 40 metres from my destination - and was given the opportunity to get a much closer look.From where I stood, I could tell that. Now this was becoming a family affair. Jane felt it would be good for me to move in with them. The problem to over come was my parents and Jack, Jane's husband.Jane had a great plan to cover me with my parents; Jane called them and told them she had a job for me at a TV station. Jane had many friends there. Jane was a female doctor. With Jack I would have to dress up as one of the girls. I look while enough to pass as such. No faucal hair small Adams apple, and slender body.With a wig and the. I turned the key; the door opened, and my face lit up. I reached inside for the parcel and hurried back to my car. Should I open it now? No, I'll wait till I get home. Getting out of my car, I couldn't wait to get into the house, where I sat at the table on my deck and tore open the box. My eyes lit up, a huge smile spreading across my face. My toys!Reaching in, I took out one at a time. The first was the butt plug. I removed the wrapping paper and withdrew it from its silk pouch. It was pink.. We finished lunch and left, after I had accepted an invite to dinner later in the week. Arriving home, Marnies clan headed up their drive and I entered my house, happy for the Sunday morning company and the undertones of sexual tension between Marnie and myself, with the girls for the most part probably innocently ignorant of my attraction to their mother and to them… how wrong I turned out to be. That afternoon, I sat out on my rear veranda, taking in the summer sun, when the sound of girlie.