I thought about protesting, but then I remembered the photos she took, and thought better of it. Thomas and Cathy pretty much owned me now. "Come over...here so I put this cock cage on you. I've decided that you don't get to touch yourself unless Thomas or I say you do. He has a key to the lock, as do I," Cathy told me. "Now, put on the stockings and thong, then go in the bathroom so I can put some make-up on you." When she finished with the make up, she put the wig on me and stepped back and. "Hello Mister, I'm Suzy."Gregg relied, "Hello Suzy, I must say you and your mother are both beautiful."He suddenly stopped with his brain in a panic, what the hell did I just say? That's so unlike me. Shit, she probably thinks I'm hitting on her. Shit.He stammered, "I ... I'm sorry Ms. Sizemore. I never say things like that. I must apologize for my outburst."She laughed at his awkward apology, "Gregg, may I call you Gregg? Don't be embarrassed. That was a sweet thing to say. Suzy and I are. Beth mentioned to Carolthat she always wantedto ride on a motorcycle so Carol saidshe would ask Joe to give her a ride. Joe told Bethhe could give heraride when weleft as therewas abar near our motelthey would be going to later. He said it was where abunch of hisbiker friends hung out. About nine Joe said it was time to go and asked Beth if she still wanted a ride. She said yes so Carol said she would ride with me back to the motel and we could walk around the corner to the bar. We walked to. Tears started to flow from Kris’s eyes as she said, “I can’t call you Dad! I’m just a whore and a slut. There’s no way I could ever have the slightest relationship to you and your family, sir.”“No, my darling,” Dad replied softly, “you are the most beautiful, most loving, most lovable creature God has ever placed on this planet. I can see why you might not care to associate with us, but for our part it’s no contest at all. Kristin Collins, you’re just perfect!“Now how do you address.