I think we have all seen enough of you already.” Jonathan, still shaking from this very painful and totally humbling experience, pulled up his brief... and jeans and fished out his soiled hanky. He went to the front of the chair, squatted to the floor in front of Melissa, and wiped up the evidence of his recent humiliation. The rest of the milky goop was on his jeans and sneakers, so he left it there. Finally using the last of his courage, he stammered out, ”Thank you Dean Perkins for paddling. It was just an invitation, for ex-students to return to the school to talk to students about future career prospects. They wanted me to talk about how I set up my businesses alongside some other girls. As I got to the end of the letter my heart stopped. It was signed Mr Bernard, Headmaster. There was a note to respond via email to confirm attendance and final details. Was this it? Was it time for payback? Almost 20 years earlier I slowly got up from my chair, the rusty metal legs grating. I needed to make myself look as hot and desirable as she did if I wanted Dad to fill my "pussy" with as much creamy juice as my brothers could eat. If I didn't look like my hot mom, Dad wouldn't get to that orgasmic point to give the family the treat it needed.I picked out that same pair of smooth white stockings and garter belt that Mom had worn that week when Dad and Jim had both fucked her pink pussy. To this I added a matching white lace bra to give the illusion that I might have a chest to. Maybe he'd face detention for pullingan identity fraud prank. Today would be the last day he would have to beSimone. Hopefully his dad would never find out about him impersonatinghis sister.As he rounded the school, he could see the normal clusters of studentshanging around waiting for the first bell. As he got closer, he noticedsome students were looking at him and smiling."Hi, Simone!" one girl shouted, giving him a big smile."Hi," Lance replied, sheepishly. That was weird. He was expecting.