In addition to the answer the young man could hear some whimpering and sniffling going on. It was obvious that the woman wasn’t alone in the wagon. ...rom the sound of it there were young children with her. With a sigh the young man got back to work.Dropping the tailgate of the wagon took a little effort. Who ever closed it up last time had lashed the backend of the canvas cover to it to help keep out the elements as they travelled. It was a bit of an inconvenience but the young man dealt with it. Hell I was floored when he nodded his head and said,"Yes Ma'am."Well, from that second on I took advantage of everyopportunity to belittle him and taunt him about his breasts andhow feminine he looked. I called him every name you could thinkof and at least twice a week I made him cry with what I said. Ofcorse I paddled him for being such a little sissy when he didthis.At the end of the first week of full-time servitude I madesome arrangements with a woman I knew, who owned a ladies' wearshop,. It passed quickly and a pickup pulled up to me, it was my professor and a friend. They stopped and said ?your hanging out there pretty badly sweetheart to be in public isn’t you?? To my horror I looked down to see that I was essentially naked as everything showed through the thin fabric of my tee and shorts. I looked down the road and could see that the shuttle would be there in about five minutes. I pleaded with them for a ride and they told me not in those wet clothes. Reluctant to strip. Linda left the office again. Returning only moments later, I only went to the ladies to take off my bra she said on her return. Linda sat down on the edge of the desk leaning close again shwing Brian her cleavage, we were in a quiet corner she said, he reached across to me and undid another button.Linda reached for Brians hand to get him to do the same, whispering in hBrians ear Linda said and another. Brian could see now that Lindas shirt was undone almost to the waist of her jeans. As Linda.