"But, Daddy, I have to shit." Patti whined."You should be polite, slut. Tell Daddy you need to go number two." Daddy, I need to go number two." You ca... squat anywhere you like, bitch. We're far enough from the house that I won't be steppin' in it if I walk outside." Zeke chuckled.Patti couldn't hold it anymore. He turned his back to Zeke and squatted. When he was done, he stood up."That's a good, little sissy." Zeke said as he came up behind Patti.Zeke wrapped his arms around Patti's waist and. Objectively,somewhat better. Her hand at my head bunched andclutched at my hair. She was quicker than Diana too.She tugged painfully at my hair and, like the left jabof a lightweight boxer, bumped my nose hard three timesin rapid succession with her pubic bone. She groanedand flopped back on the bed. “It’s been a long timesince that happened,” she whispered. “Whoever you are, you know what you’re doing.”“My pleasure. What’s your. This is the first spare moment I’ve had. The branch was not in good shape and that’s taking extra time.”She said, “You’re busy. That’s good. I’ve just become bitchy or maybe bitchier. I did everything for the promotion and did it well. It went to a gal with less time and less ability but who put out for the bosses. I don’t do that. I may be a libertine but I’m not a whore.”“You may be working for the wrong company or a division that isn’t in step with the world.”“I think it’s the division. I’m. Arms a little rounder, waist a little thinner, hips alittle wider. Even my features - effeminate though theyalready were - seemed to have softened into an ageless,childlike pout.Yes, beautiful.If only I could look this way all the time, I thoughtwistfully, picking up the brassiere and sliding my armsthrough the straps. I'd wanted to be a girl most of mylife, and I would have traded almost anything to have mywish granted. That was my concept of paradise, the image Itook to bed with me every.