She clutched her robe tight at the chest. ?Behave, or I'll fry you until you're pissing yourself.? The boss held aloft the remote. ?In three ...econds, if that robe isn't on the floor, you're gonna be.? I saw Annie grit her teeth and reach down to untie the robe. She took it off and flung it to the floor. Immediately she crossed her arms over her breasts. ?Happy now, you fuckin' weirdos?? Annie asked angrily. ?On the scale,? pointed the boss. I saw Annie. “Hi,” she said, blushing a little. She might not be afraid, but she was still a little shy. She had shared something incredibly intimate with this man, and she hardly knew him.“I’m glad you called,” he said.A little of the old, normal Janet bubbled up.“I’m not surprised. Men seem to think about just one thing.”“If that’s not what I’m supposed to be thinking about,” he said casually, “then why did you call me? Is something broken?”She winced inside. He was right. He knew exactly why she had. Messy, smelly things. She had older brothers ... she knew what boys were like. That’s not to say she felt the same about ... men. Horse of a different color were men. If she had her druthers it would be Unka Dave ... but he was married ... and she really liked Andie ... Andie did cool shit ... and she knew about History. As she was bent over the ceramic throne she realized that History had bitten her in the ass. Cursed by Pharaoh to be short, busty and redheaded.That was in the future.Tonight. It was supposed to be more of the experience than to watch the movie. So why not. That's when she told me that I'd be dressing in drag like the main character. Now, when she told me we were on her couch and she had my dick in her hand, so I had very few objections. Funny how that works, a guy focused only on sex will comply with demands that they'd never considered. She ended up measuring me out for clothes before I left at the end of the weekend. Then fast forward to THE weekend. I.