"I'm staying here with Mother."I expected a condescending smile, but he didn't smile at all, he just nodded. "I know, but you can't. We have to go." S...e's my mother and I won't leave her," I shouted, abruptly angry with him. "I won't! She needs me here!" I waited for him to either walk away or counter-attack, perversely glad for the outlet for my pain.Following his developing pattern of behavior, he did neither of those things. He instead reached out, pulled me into his arms and held me. She caught a glimpse ofherself in the hall mirror and seeing the blush that had comeover her face sent an electric chill throughout her entire body.Bill pointed into the next room."In there, young lady." he commanded.Katie took a deep breath and somehow managed to put her feetinto motion. She stepped hesitantly in front of her husband,half expecting a sharp swat to her backside as she passed.Instead, she quietly entered the living area to find thatBill had placed one of the armless chairs from. 6 magnitude earthquake in the slantly eye continent killing eight- hundred and seventy six million Chinese people. LoLs. After navigating throughout the Negro part of down we finally got to mr Pizzels house. I opened the door and saw Pizzels sticking his finger in a girl named Mcpaulie's pooper. Mcpaulie is this girl* (*ehhhhhhhh) who is so chubby that her belly enter a room 5-10 meters before her body follows and she has teeth that could stir cement. "What the Fuck!" , I screamed at the. I did do laundry."Now, my sissy, I'm going to have a salad. How about you?"And, as easy as that, it was decided. I had a Mistress. I was her sissy.There would be no going back at the end of eight months. This was me. Ina corner of my soul, this had probably always been me.I was free. There was no more ego in my way, no more boundaries tofight. This was not just an accidental job. Somehow, my mother must haveknown. She must have seen the girl in me.Do I pass? A million cross-dressers ask.