But for what? Peter certainly wasn’t interested anymore. They didn’t even sleep in the same room these days let alone make love. Sadly Della felt...like she was withering away, she may as well have turned celibate… Yet there was another underlying fear and that was at the overwhelming urges that threatened to boil over and spill out from her. Dark urges, utterly debauched and dirty, ones that she could never share with Peter. So she went about her day to day drab existence, trying to block it. "I'm your friend. You trust me completely. Isn't that right?" The woman stared at Klaatu for a moment and then visibly relaxed. His hypnotic command seemed to be taking effect."I can trust you. You're my friend," the woman replied and smiled."What did you do to my mom, mister? Did you hypnotize her? Are you going to have sex with her? Can you make her bark like a dog?" I ... I didn't do anything. I'm just talking to her." Klaatu thought maybe he should put the kid in a trance too."You must have. Marge and I exited the club and I signaled for the limo driver. Before he could pull up, the girls came laughing and stumbling out the door of the club. Suddenly, I noticed two guys with knives materialize out of the shadows. They hurried toward the girls, who were a few yards behind me.I spun around and rushed back, managing to place myself between the two dirtbags and my charges."Get the fuck outta the way, Old Man!" shouted the one in front. "We want the bitches' wallets and jewelry. Maybe. By the time of our senior year, Ihad begun to acquire some of my own women's clothes which she allowed me tokeep at her house, mainly underwear e.g. panties, slips,bras and hosiery. Thegirls in our group loved to see me cross dressed and insisted that I dress upat every opportunity which I did just about every time we went out together.They gave me lots of advice and instruction and I was a quick study, beinghighly motivated. I enjoyed being with them as a girl and they treated meaccordingly..