He pictured Dexter as his brother in a dress, somethingsimple not this refined feminine image that stood before him now.Dexter actually looked like a ...eal girl.Michelle's reaction was completely different. She was shockedinitially then disgusted with the feminized brother that stood beforeher."OMG," she exclaimed out loud. "You can't be serious. Please tell methis is a joke," she said with a scowl look on her face."Now Michelle, this is no joke," Lynn said trying to temper thesituation. "This. Mommy wants to blow you."The thought of him dying in a car crash without me ever telling him how I truly felt about him, made me sick. I told myself that if he were to come home safely, I'd tell him how about the sexual thoughts that I felt for him with the hope that I could ease his guilt for having those same sexual thoughts for me. Now, that we're older, maybe he'd want to act out those sexual thoughts with me, as a way to remove them once and for all. Who am I k**ding? I just want to. I chose a pair of high heeled shoes and went for a long fiery red haired wig. Once I applied some make-up, I was ready to go. I caught a quick glimpse of myself in the mirror before I left. Standing there looking back at me was a sexy, sassy redhead who was gagging for it.I hit the club. One the way in I attracted a lot of attention from the bouncers who were apparently straight. This turned me on and one of them even slapped my right ass cheek as I walked sexily passed him.Once inside, I. If you say it every time you get hesitant or you're experiencing mild discomfort it will lose its power." "Ok." "Do you know yourself well enough to know the difference?" "I think so." "Good. Now I'm going to test your knowledge. I'm spanking you and it hurts terribly but you know you need to be punished. Do you use the safe word then?" "No." "I have you tied up and you get a muscle cramp, do you use the safe word then?" "No?" "You would use the safe word then." "But don't I just have.