She'd never be afraid to own up - she's not that kind of girl and I should know, having experienced her total honesty for eighteen years! And anyway s...e can wrap Dad round her little finger and does on a regular basis, the little minx!" He felt tears staring up again as he recalled Lisa's preposterous wheedling, effortlessly securing any and every favour out of a father who indulged her even as he treated his son so strictly. Not that George was complaining! He was entranced by his lovely. " Not interested."John," she would say, "these sessions are becoming an important part of my life. I really want to share that with you. It could really bring us closer together." Still not interested.Then one day Sharon pulled out her ultimate weapon, the one trump card powerful enough to overcome a lifetime of skepticism."John," she said, "if you come to just one of these sessions, I'll try anal sex." Sharon knew me too well: before I met Sharon I had a girlfriend who loved anal, a love that. On the settee there were a pink blouse, and a, mainly red, multicoloured wrap round skirt."What the fuck," he said."Well you want to be made to be a woman. As we're going out clothes shopping, for you, I thought that you would like to look the part, it might be less embarrassing, for you, as a woman rather than as a man." You've got to be joking," he said.Suit yourself, she said, and went into his room, and picked up her underwear."I've got to wash this," she said. The look on Pete's face said. A small, trimmed bush resting along her pubis as he pushed his knees on either side of her body, holding her there as he grabbed his shirt and pulled it off, tossing it down with the other garments. She looked up at him, and turned away, ashamed as she stood completely naked in front of this man, a total stranger to her. She gasped as she felt him suddenly lift her body up onto the hood, spreading her thighs widely as he spat a large gob of saliva into his palm, rubbing it along his cockshaft..