Tonight was grand."Emily raised her other hand and crooked her finger creating the universal sign to 'come here', "You aren't going out in the dark wa...ers and you're NOT cleaning the kitchen tonight. You can squeeze back on the bed or you can take one of the other rooms."As crowded as it was, they thankfully agreed, and found space on the king size. Jacob lay on his back and Lana comfortably crawled on top of him and fell back to sleep with her head on his chest. They made such a peaceful and. "Hold still." She proceeded to rub the soap liberally over my chest and arms, then between her hands until she had an appreciable lather built up. Placing the soap back in the holder, she proceeded to add the lather on her hands to what was on my chest, rubbing all over my neck, chest, stomach and arms. She then re-soaped her hands."Now for the back." I started to turn but she stopped me, "I said, 'Hold Still!' Now be a good boy and lift up your arms." She pressed herself hard against me and. You want to be a girl, I'm goingto make you a girl." She pauses. "Well, actually not a real girl, you'renot ready for that. You're just a sissy girl." What does that mean?" I asked."Well, for starters, it means that I ask the questions, not you," shesaid staring at me. "That's strike two! You had better learn our placequickly young lady." That dress you're wearing is too formal to for everyday. You need tolearn to wear more casual clothes. Girls don't go around wearing prettydresses all day. . Can I touch your breasts, Daddy?" What?! Why would you want to touch them?" Well, Mommy said only girls can have breasts when they grow up... ButDaddy has breasts too, like Mommy!"My face turned a deep shade of red. Why do kids always ask such awkwardquestions? I explained, "These are not real, sweetie. They're glue-onsilicon breast forms." But they look so real, like Mommy's! Are you sure they're fake,Daddy?" he doubted, staring hard at my jiggles from various differentangles.I sighed.