”“Gotcha. Thanks, mom.” He went running inside to call his friend.Deana watched him go. She decided her son was getting ready to blossom into ma...hood, a couple years late from what she saw around the school. Still, boys matured at different rates and she had taught juniors who looked like they still belonged in junior high school. As far as her son went, all she could say was better late than never. His voice was finally starting to take on a deeper timbre and he was shaving a couple of times a. Explaining everything that happened from Sunday night to Wednesday night along with all the ramifications was difficult when explaining it mind to mind. Doing it verbally would take much longer and be a lot harder. So they had to plan for more time. Originally Jim had planned on dropping JJ off and picking her up later. That wouldn't work now. They finally decided to drop the van at Jorge's and use some other cars he just happened to have available. They wanted to make sure the van wasn't. Then she slapped me, hard. Then told me that I was to be her sissy lover. From now on I was to live my life as Annabell. We went to quite a few other shops, buying skirts, dresses, underwear, shoes, boots make up, etc. After a long shopping spree we went back to her place. We sat in silence as we looked at all the things she had helped me buy. Then I had to give her a fashion show. The first thing I had to wear for her was the pvc catsuit, gloves and boots. I felt soo good, sexy, femanine, free. "What a shame," she thought. "The poor kid didn't know where to look." She felt a little guilty, but secretly hoped that he'd be telling all his mates about his babe of a babysitter tomorrow. She lay there for a few minutes before deciding she should check up on the twins. She climbed the stairs quietly and crept into their bedroom. They were both fast asleep. She gently closed the door and crept towards the stairs. Tom's bedroom was at the end of the corridor. His door was slightly ajar and a.