His bare arm pushed across my chest and up against my breasts, edging them upwards. "You've grown since the last time we met." I wondered how ...ong ago I sent him away. So much had happened since I turned nineteen that I always felt like I had lost all perspective of time. "How long has it been?" I asked. "Don't tell me you don't remember, girl." He turned his hand upwards, grabbed my right breast through my clothing, and squeezed. "Actually, I didn't, and get your hands. He held my face with both hands and looked at me strangely. He asked me, “Please be my girl.” I didn’t know what he wanted. Then he took me to this wardrobe. He had his ex’s clothes, who was a crossdresser too. That time everything was heated up.I asked him to give me a few minutes. He had one more peg he had in his hand. I wore the one-night suit to thigh length and a bra that was a little tight for me. My hair was long, too, so I shook my head, and my hair spread. Then I went to him.His eyes. It may hurt a little at first, but, let that pass and U'll be in girlie heaven." and I feel some lotion being applied to my pussy, as his finger slides all around my girlyboi pussy, making it nice and slick. His finger invades my pussy, twisting, turning, making me moan. Then two fingers, giving me even more pleasure. Next, I feel a harder object at my entrance, wanting inside, quite persistently, pushing, pushing, as he says, "Push out like your going to the bathroom, pretty girl." I did, and. " Get on with training Pamela. I want her more than ever now. I'm annoyed that I didn't get to spend Christmas with her." I'll do what I can, but I can't promise anything in the short term."The call ended and Pamela snuggled into his arms. "Was that Dad?" Yes." I can always tell because you go all red in the face. Why did you tell him I wasn't co-operating? I love having sex with you and the others." I do it to piss him off." So what are you going to do?" Pamela asked innocently. "Are you going.