Com Part I ?My gracious, what is that you are wearing?? CarolineHastings stared at the young woman who had just entered her parlor. Harriet Stewart lo...ked down at her dress. She was confusedby the welcome from the older woman. She had been forced to come to this housefollowing the death of her beloved father and was still devastated. Shefingered the well-worn cloth nervously and tossed her long blonde hair out ofher eyes. ?It is my best dress, cousin,? she answered. ?Well, I can?t have you. If he does it again, I’m crossing my legs and calling the police.”Dad looked at me as if I had shot him and said, “There will be no need for talk like that young lady. I’ll see to it that he never hits you again.” He drew his attention to Randy and said, “Start jerking off because your sister and your mother are off limits to you for a whole week. Maybe that’ll teach you a lesson.”Mom smiled at me.That night Mom came into my bedroom to kiss me goodnight and to tuck me in. She asked, “So how was. With eyes closed and head tilted back, I began to soap, starting at my shoulders I worked quickly downwards over my breasts paying particular attention to the nipples that hardened slightly under my fingers as they gently massaged the protruding buds between thumb and forefinger. Taking the soap bar I rubbed it over my twin mounds making them shine with a soapy gloss, then I played with the buds squeezing them hard, rotating the hardened flesh, and enjoying the wonderful jolts it sent through. .. "However... my gut feeling is: that's not going to happen. I won't get stuck as woman. "I truly believe that once I remove the heels, and an appreciable amount of like time passes, I will revert back to being the man I've always been... y'know, much as I have been doing all along. "Beside... if the worst case scenario does occur and I end up having to live out the rest of my life as a friggin' woman... though I'll grant you it'll be one hell of an adjustment... involving a whole lot of shit.