When he was around everything had to be rough and hard and painful. We'dplay catch and he'd throw the ball harder and harder until it hurt myhand so m...ch I cried. But if I dropped it I got yelled at and if Idropped it again I was whipped for disobeying him by not payingattention. When he got me into organized sports, it was worse.Somehow, between deployments, he always managed to be one of thecoaches, so he was always there, so he saw everything. Once he had usdoing this head-on blocking drill. Em, I...” he hesitated in his words. “I really want to go out with you. I’m sorry I got drunk and said lots of things I shouldn’t have.”Emerald raised an eyebrow at him. “Well, now we all know who you really are, don’t we?”“That’s not me, Emerald,” he contested. “It’s really not. I was just influenced by him, and...” Dennis grimaced, looking around hopelessly. “Damn it, I’d do anything to take it back. Em, I really am sorry.”“Oh...you’re sorry. You’re just completely impressionable,”. No matter what I ultimately felt about Grace's feminization of me, I wasalways more comfortable when I looked like a woman, as opposed to afemmy looking guy.I glued on my already painted fingernails. Next, I went to the guestroom where Grace kept my maid's uniforms. I selected a black full-bodybriefer with attached garter straps, black full-bottomed panties linedwith several rows of pink lace, and black fishnet stockings. Afterputting the underwear on, I found my DD breast forms and stuffed. You’re just fine. We fell asleep watching TV.’ She became aware her nose was pressed hard against his chest and she was gripping his shirt so hard her knuckles were white. Her face looked terrible. Grant was literally scared out of his wits. He held her tightly and tried to calm her by whispering hushes in her ear. Mary gladly accepted this consolation. She moved onto his lap and curled up in his warmth. She wasn’t exactly used to these dreams, but it did make things far more manageable with.