The former store room we converted into a king size bedroom. The club has a regular crowd on Friday nights, Saturdays, and Sundays. Sundays tend t... be more couple oriented events, or simply get-togethers. Sunday evenings the club has a custom that is observed by everyone. On Sundays on of the lady's voluntarily "pulls a train". It's a lottery system, and no one does anything they don't want to do! It's the type of arrangement where as couple you are either in, or not, but you are in. "Or you could just tell your parents the truth," I sigh to myself as Iclose my eyes and try to get to sleep. However, deep down I know thatthat is simply not an option. Every time anything any even remotelytransgendered topic enters conversation dad becomes uncomfortable. He'snot outright hostile, but it's clear that he'd rather pretend that thetopic simply didn't exist. Mum's much the same way- she even refused towatch Eurovision last year because the Austrian singer- who of course,ended up. By the time they were at her bedside, he was hard again. He helped her back into her nightie, put the chair back so she wouldn't fall over it if she got up, then tucked her in."Good night, baby," he said, leaning over to kiss her full on the lips. "I'll turn out the light and shut off the music." Thanks, Daddy. And please stay this time, will you?" I'll do my damnedest, Dana. Believe me."In the master bedroom, he shrugged off his robe and climbed into bed naked, the way he normally slept. The. Fear? Excitement? I don't know, but as Ellen tightened her grip on his wrist, and prevented him from pulling his hand off her chest, my heart began to flutter and skip. Dan looked away from me, and focused his attention on Ellen who was massaging her chest against his hand, pushing her boobs into his increasingly receptive hand.Ellen moved forward and stretch up on her tiptoes, and pressed her mouth against Dan's. He wasn't expecting her, and so his mouth hung slightly open, as she kissed him,.