“But, but, but ... Wh-wh-wh-... ?”“Just take it easy, Grandpa. We need to combine your thoughts and intellect with ours. We have learned that ou... gestalt is far superior to the abilities of any single individual in the group. Adding your mind to it is the reason that we are here.”“You mean... ?”“Yes. I mean that were weren’t on our way to somewhere else when the accident occurred. We were already slowing down to stop and look for you when we hit the pothole. I guess Mrs. Andrews was too focused. "I pleaded with her not to do this to me but she just told me this is how bad boys get treated and it was all for my own good. "I've done a lot of research on this type of petticoat treatment and I can promise you it, it works. You were the one shoplifting and being a brat so this is the price you pay. I'd much rather have a sweet daughter than a rotten son, so you just better get used to acting like my precious little girl. If you do good it will remain our family secret but if not, all your. Being a Sunday, the mall was packed. Most of the peoplehe passed didn't even glance at him. A few girls looked at him almostanalytically, but gave no indication they thought he was boy. A few of theboys they passed definitely thought he was a girl. They were so obviouslytrying not to look at him they might have just gone ahead and stared; itwould have been less conspicuous. Some adult guys, even some with theirwives, shot a furtive glance or two Courtney's way; that really grossedhim out,. He watched as I leaned over to remove them, offering a full view of my tits. I looked up approvingly as his eyes were undressing the rest of my body. As I stood in front of him with bare feet buried in his carpet, I realized my nipples betrayed any chance of hiding my arousal.Cliff stepped toward me, offering a small kiss as our bodies began to move together to the music. The chemistry between us was undeniable. I cozied into his body, allowing my hand to move down toward his ass. He leaned.