Inevitably he chose a mid calf full skirted dress in blacksatin to complete the ensemble. The room had a full length mirror whichgave John the opportu...ity to admire himself as he twirled and flounced inthis old fashioned outfit. Something however was not quite right, ofcourse, his hair.! He quickly scoured the box contents recalling feelingsomething hairy and sure enough there was a grey wig in an old ladypermed style. Standing in front of the mirror again he donned the wig,fussing with it. "Why not? They hate me, don't they?"Oliver didn't respond to that. "Let's play a game, David. It's gonna rain soon, anyway." No. I'm going out." How? They'll see you. You don't want them to see you. I don't want them to punish you again, David."David frowned. They would punish him. The fuckers. And why not? He was the unwanted one. They couldn't get rid of him, so they liked to make him miserable. They wouldn't get away with it forever. He swore that. And they'd learn. They'd learn that they. Like boys?”Kiyan was shocked! He didn’t see that one coming, and his face turned red, and he started rubbing his hands on each other.“I like boys. They’re far more fun and interesting than girls. Girls just scream and yell for no reason all the time. What about you?Kiyan still didn’t answer. Jake put his right hand on Kiyan’s left cheek and gently pushed his face, so he would look at his right, where Jake was sitting.“Look at me, Kiyan.” Said Jake with a more serious voice. Kiyan refused to. Looking at him, “Yes baby, I love you”. A couple of slaps to my face followed. “You love me?” he asked again followed by two more slaps to my face. “Oh yes darling” I began, “I love you so much”. Caressing my cheeks again, he followed with several more hard slaps to my face, “You love being a whore?” he now asked. “Yes my love, I love being your whore”. Then I saw a faint smile on his face, “Then you won’t mind what Carol and I will do to you, will you?” he asked. “No love” I began, “Do what.