But first I'm gonna have a little fun training you."Randy stood up and grabbed his jeans pulling them on. "You do what I say, when I say, no one's the...wiser. No one knows what a cocksucker you've become. Sandy doesn't need to know her boyfriends now a faggot." I'm not a faggot. I'm not gay!" I stated back defiantly."Yea, and you didn't just blow your buddy and shoot off on your floor" he said with a smirk on his face.Randy walked to my back door. "I'll call ya. Sandy get back tomorrow?" Yea,". ’” I sighed. “But it would be better if I can keep an eye on you.”“Wow.” Kara said, clearly surprised. “That’s really cool of you!”“Yep, that’s me!” I joked, and Kara smiled her amusement at me.“Seriously, dad - thanks! Umm, are you going to tell mom?”That gave me pause. I wouldn’t say Linda was any stricter than I was; it was more that she didn’t give in to what Kara wanted as easily as I did. I guess I had always been readier to spoil our little girl than my wife. Our daughter just had always. Julie and I could hear the moans and panting as they made out.I gave Julie a seat at my desk chair while I sat on my bed. We grilled each other on our Deutsche vocabulary for the quiz tomorrow for about fifteen minutes. We moved on to biology. We had barely started reviewing for Friday's test when the sounds in the next room escalated.Plainly audible through the adjoining wall, Vicky demanded, "Shit, Andy. I'm ready. Fuck me!"Julie's eyes widened. She asked, "Do you think they are..." Her voice. As shewas showing me different aspects and tools of the trade. We passed bywhat she called the crossdressing room. We looked for awhile andexplained what types of training occurred in there. I thought forced Femwould be cool but she didn't have to know and we could finish the tourand finally I would go home.But she was way too clever for that as we finished in that room I couldsee out of the corner of my eye, a drawer cracked open. I left the roomwith her to venture onto the next, something she.