"Knock it off, you tease. You wouldn't really do that to me,would you?"I shrugged. "Honestly, Opie, I'm still making up my mind but... thisdress is pr...tty awesome, don't you think? I never looked this goodbefore and I kind of like it."Opie stopped me and hugged me. "I kind of like it too, Kim. I kind oflike it, a lot."The ride home was quieter than the ride down. Mother Reed was verytired and only joked a little. We listened to music and we sang along abit. All of us perked up a bit when John. " I said"No" What type of clothes do you have, do you wear undies and what type,and do you like boys, do you want to be a girl, are you going to havethe chop. There questions went on for about half an hour. Then Samanthatook control, "Right." she said, "that's enough, were at work."Later Mary came over and said, "I think you are so brave telling us allthat, and I think you would look great as a girl, maybe we could allcome over to your place sometime and you can show us the real you, bythe way. Walking downstairs he saw that the two of them polished off another bottle and they looked drunker then before. "Kurt, could you do me a big, huge, gigantic little big favor." She could barley stop slurring her words. "Could you put on that thing I bought for you the other day."With a look of dismay on his face, Kurt whined. "You said I did not have to wear it again." I know, but I want to show Sarah what it looks like. If you don't put it on, I won't help you anymore." Fine!"Kurt stormed. But the rapid series of four short, hard spanks against her exposed bottom made her feel alive again. She involuntarily ground her crotch against the corner of Isabel’s sports car with each swat. ‘Don’t you DARE get my car dirty,’ Isabel growled, reaching around and grabbing Torrie’s chin, lifting her head up. She pushed that face against the damp spot on the hood. ‘Feel that? That’s what you did to my car! Open my door for me.’ After Torrie did as told and Isabel was seated, she closed the.