He would continue to teach them to read, write, and think in the modern way. His plans were to use any and all the books he found in the wrecks. He kn...w many of the words and concepts would be well above the initial capability of his students but he had been a firm believer for years that our modern day schools did not work well. He felt students could learn more at a younger age than was usually taught. He knew individuals had varying abilities to learn and different interests. He hoped that. ..I could be 'Daddy..."Then I thought about our random conversations on FaceTime. I asked her one night, bored:"What do you get complimented on the most?"I noticed her chocolate skin. Her big lips. She had a really pretty mouth as well. She was laying down. I saw her blouse, open. Her beautiful breasts were playing peek a boo with my eyes. I almost got caught looking. She said, almost blankly:"My ass."My mind wondered. Never would've thought of it. Until our encounters...I looked at that rear. "Hard to believe they're only 18 years old young men isn't it?" "Theywill soon look like 45 year old drag queens, isn't it adorable." Imagine if anyone knew how really young they are", she giggled. "Itmakes my pussy wet just thinking of the transformation of these twointo drag queen bimbos." God she was really twisted, but my kind oftwisted. I sighed with longing looking at the two very young young menbeing turned into gay drag queens."Their Mother is taking them to a drag queen ball tonight. Dad had been there but couldn’t stay due to work. I understood and knew I would see him and hear about his worries about my injury and fall when he got home. Hopefully, I would be able to assure him that I was fine and there was nothing to trouble himself about.The trip home was uneventful, though mom did go on about how distraught she had been over finding me laid out and bleeding. Eventually, I’d had enough and kindly asked her to stop.“Mom, I’m fine. They couldn’t find anything wrong. Why.