Somethingabout not wanting to be exposed I guess. As the day went on and I grew alittle more comfortable, mom finally asked me if I wanted to go withh...r. She said I would need more clothes, and the best way to make surethey were something I liked, was for me to be there. I didn't want toleave the safety of the house, and shied away from the suggestion that Igo with her, but mom countered with the plain fact that I would bewearing girls clothes all the time, fairly soon anyway, so I might aswell. The key is adapting, improvising, and overcoming the problems that will get you killed. But you're not trained that way. Instead, you're trained to do A, B and C, in the hopes that it's the best plan, when the time comes.So Bob's days were very structured, and he had plenty of familiar things to do.Except it just wasn't the same.To his chagrin, every time he saw a pretty teenage girl of the roughly thirteen year old variety, he imagined her naked, in the sleeper of Santa's sleigh. Whoever the. Oh no, I thought to myself. Was he watching out the window? Did he see me kiss Adam? Nonsense, I told myself. He probably just forgot it was on. I made my way past the pool and let myself in the door to our attached garage. As soon as I was in the interior door I heard my husky's nails excitedly click across the linoleum floor as she ran to greet me."Hiya Buffy! Who's a good girl? Are you happy to see Mommy? Yes you are. Yes you are!" I said in hushed tones as I ruffled her fur. "No call from. ..then she smiled. For once Ann was being nice to me. She said where is the key to that damn cage? I said it's on her ankle chain why? She said if you can get it and get that thing off I'll let you fuck me. I looked at her standing there butt naked with a trail of cum running down the insides of her legs. I looked at my wife laying there all busted wide open with her pussy still gaped open. I said thank you but no thanks Ann. My wife wouldn't like it if I did that, but I don't think she would.