"Drink it!" I order her."No! You know what? You can go to your room!" she half yells. My room? She DOES think I'm a child."I'm not some child you can ...end to his room. I'm a man, and you will respect that!" I grab her by the throat. Not enough to do any real damage, enough to cut off some air. She begins to gasp and grab at my hand. I'm much stronger than her, she can't really resist me in any way. I squeeze a bit harder, she looks into my eyes with panic. "So you're going to do as your told. She had me wash my hair, and when I was done, she started applying make up to my face I looked in the mirror when she was done and I was amazed!She then put a wig on me and I looked completely like a woman, well except for the clothes. But I didn't have to worry about that either because out on the bed was my outfit all laid out for me. She had bought me a black lacy thong, a black garter belt, black silky thigh highs, black 4 inch heels, a black bra, with fake tits to put in them, a short. “What are you two girls talking about?” Mrs. Teller asked at one point. “Boys?”“Men,” Lana answered. “Cassandra desires an older lover.”My cheeks burned. “Oh, I remember those desires when I was your age,” Mrs. Teller smiled as she stood up, stretching. “I'm going to start on dinner. Are you staying, Cassandra?”I nodded quickly, trying not to stare as she sauntered by. Her bikini had ridden into the crack of her butt, showing more of her flesh. I wanted to fix her bottoms, to slide my fingers. "Oh, yeah, Mom, and he treated us pretty good, too," Jessica told her mom giggling."I hope you three did get some sleep anyway." Yes, Mom, we finally let poor Emery go to sleep, he was really tired," Katlin said and then went over to her mother and whispered in her ear.Her mom looked up at my dad and said, "I guess these three want to know if we had a nice sleepover. Well, Brock?" Me, huh? Well, yes, it was quite nice, quite wonderful, actually," my dad told us, grinning from ear to ear as the.