Elizabeth finally sent her answer to Erica on Sundaynight.Erica's storyErica hadn't always wanted to be a woman; she'd never had a mother whohad dress...d her up in little frilly frocks and white panties. She'dnever dressed up for fun and been taken advantage of by a manipulativeAuntie. She had been born Phillip, in a small village just outsideGuildford, to Mr and Mrs Ordinary. It was pretty humdrum, untroubled, aroutine suburban upbringing. Phillip had played all of the sports at hisschool,. The only hurdle is getting the person to agree to the terms of the wager. If they refuse to participate, then that coin,” he says, pointing to your fist. “is just a piece of metal.”“This,” you whisper, finally speaking. Your voice is hoarse, and dry from the stress. “This is the real thing?”Your hand feels sore, but miraculously is unharmed. You hold the Coin between your thumb and index finger as you eye it.“Try it out,” he answers simply. “Gamble.”“What if- What if the person I’m betting. I smiled when he took my soaking panties and put them in his pocket I wonder what he wanted to do with them. Over the next few days we were very relaxed with one another and I was so enjoying my attentive and loving husband. He really couldn’t do enough and shall I see all my needs were being seen to. I would tease Jon unmercifully and he would be gasping to get his hands on me. I would tell him about Ron and I and how we had been out to the woods again so he could have me properly. I would. .. talk.”He nodded, but didn’t let go of her hand, instead tugging her closer gently. She went willingly into his arms, skin still pink. He closed his eyes and pressed a kiss to her forehead. “I’ve half a mind to invite you to wash my back.”She giggled. “Naughty man! And here I was trying to help you get clean, my Lord.”“My name is Nathaniel.” He chuckled. “We could do that too. Together.”She stepped back with a mischievous smile. “And waste the supper I packed us? Not a chance. Get changed,.