"Why am I in this thing I'm not a baby? I'm not a Sissy either if you mustknow! I'm a boy! I don't play with dolls really; it's just that it wassittin... in my arm. Where am I anyway, and who are you?" I asked trying toshow the utmost contempt in my voice."This is your bed for now, isn't it just the prettiest room for such aSissy as yourself Toby?" this woman said while giving me a big smile. "AndI'm your new Nanny," she informed me."I'm not a Sissy; I don't want to be a Sissy! I don't want to. .. problem," smiled Ann."The sooner, the better, baby," said Bob. "By the way, where have you been? I thought you were at home all day." I went shopping with Sarah. I've been gone since before lunch. Beth Newman is taking care of Robbie."After hearing those words, alarms seemed to go off in Bob's head."I see... well... when you get home, park out front. I'll explain why when we get there." Bob put his car into gear."Ok," said Ann with a look of curiosity. "See you there."Beth Newman stood in. Charles then said I needed to wave to the paperboy and go and collect the paper, allowing him to see me naked, and if he wanted to fuck me I needed to let him, he made me pass the phone to his sons and tell them to listen to him.I waved over to the paperboy and smiled lifting and squeezing my tits as I had just been instructed to do by Charles.The paperboy looked as if he was ready to run and get the hell out of there, but he didn't, he waited for me to walk up and open the door. I stood there. He was going to be dominant. Because he read my stories and knew that’s what I wanted? Was he going to play a role, or was this what he wanted, too? But if he did, then why hadn’t he expressed more dominance when we were together before? I’d told him I was submissive. If he was just doing this to please me, this could be so bad... Maybe I could still save it—best play along for now...He had raised his eyebrows at my hesitation. I gave him a smile and started to do a striptease like I had in his.