She says I can't go home until I stop parading about in femaleclothing." I'm sorry," said Marcy. "I never realised that she'd act like that." Well she...said that my dad was gay and a sissy," I replied still feelingshocked. "She never really told me why she kicked him out of the housewhen I was little. She's obviously very resentful about that andobviously doesn't want me to be the same way." We'll sort it out," Marcy promised."I don't see how," I replied. "She was very angry. You better help. That sounds good doesn't it? They didn't fuck her because they didn't know where she came from, they thought that some punter had left her here after he'd had his way. They should've checked for some money, or some rubbers, that would have given them an idea if she was a whore or not.But that doesn't matter. YOU know where she comes from, you know that she's Ms. Perfect, that she's clean as a whistle and, if there was going to be a dick her today, it was going tobe the first one.As you approach. On your[P1] naked[P2] covered with mesh shirt[P3] write intorso you wear standard academy student’s short, long-sleeved, battle kimono (showing off your cleavage), tied with wide obi. While your lower body is[Q1] covered with crotchless mesh covering your thighs[Q2] covered with crotchless mesh covering your thighs and calves[Q3] write inYou[R1] wear thongs[R2] wear loin clothes.[R3] write inOn your feet, you wear standard open-toed, high-heeled,[S1] ankle-strapped[S2] knee-high[S3]. I need him. It's wrong but I just don't care. I flip off the television and throw my legs over the side of the couch. Am I going to do this? Yes, I am. I walk to the stairs and pull of my shirt and bra, throwing them on the stairs as I walk. I get to the top of the stairs and turn right towards our bedrooms. I slip out of my shorts and throw them towards my bedroom. I stood in front of Chris's door for a moment before slipping out of my panties and leaving them on the floor. One deep breath.