How are you going to know what it feels like to be a girl, or know if you want to be a girl if you're wearing boy's underwear and stuff?"I had to admi... that she did make sense, if it was uncomfortable sense. I took of my underpants, shoes and socks, and slowly put on the pink knickers that Joanne passed to me, and then the soft small ankle socks, before Joanne help me pull the dress over my head. I turned round for Joanne to see."Mmm, there's something missing, ah, I know what it is."She went. "And I don't want to fall in the dirt." You're kidding, right?" he asked, noticing the black panties peeking out of her open shorts."Of course not. Please?"As he approached her, he answered her smug grin with a questioning look."Just let me hold your hands while I squat," she said sweetly, as if she were asking him to pass the sugar. Then she quickly pushed her shorts and panties to her ankles.Hayden swallowed a mouthful of air when he caught a flash of her shaved pussy. She grabbed his hands. In the water room, I set a safety razor and some shaving gel on a small, portable table made for pool decks that I kept in the room. If she didn't shave, I'd make sure it was done. In the dungeon room, I pulled aside a heavy metal locking collar, several chains, and a few Master Locks, and set them to the side in the pillow room.From here, I checked the condition of the whips and other toys, conditioning them where needed. I checked the water to make sure it still flowed (I remember. ‘Why bother you with my problems when there’s nothing that can be done?’ ‘We’re your friends, Lance,’ Devon reminded me. ‘Hell, we’re family.’ ‘I know, Devon. I’m sorry. I just…’ my voice trailed off again, not knowing what to say. I turned and sat down on the porch swing, wishing they would leave. I didn’t want them to know I had a weakness. I didn’t want anyone to know. ‘We’re not going anywhere,’ Dalton said, reading my mind. He sat down in the lawn chair across from me. ‘So spill.’ I.