Since this is a true story I changed the names...don't need a lawsuit that's for sure. Now Michelle is married to a complete prick. This guy fits th... most obnoxious lawyer stereotype you can imagine. He's very arrogant, pretentios, and impossible to talk to without getting into an argument. So when my wife approached me and asked if we could vacation with them on the coast I said no way but after a couple of blow jobs she convinced me to go. I thought oh well... at least I'll get to see. Ineed some things explained." She waited for my story.So I told it to her. In as much detail as I could recount, howeverleaving out my family. Mrs Milner seemed completely impassivethroughout."You were a man? You didn't want to be a woman?" I don't want to be a woman," I clarified."You want this job for the money to help you become a man again?" Partly," I responded, "and partly because I need a job tosupport?myself." We have a problem then, my dear. You see, if I were to ask you to. ” With a, yes ma’am, Makaela eased off her mistresses lap and retrieved the paddle. She handed it to her and without being told laid back over Amber’s lap. Amber rubbed the heavy paddle in circles on Makaela’s ass. She had intended to thrash Makaela until every inch of her ass was black and blue, but now all she wanted to do was lovingly show Makaela who was in charge. She brought the paddle down hard achieving the lovely jiggle she wanted. Amber began spanking hard and fast making those lovely. That brought more giggles frommy sister, obviously picturing me dancing on my tippy toes in a tutu.Actually, that sounded like fun.Even though Mom had tried her best, there was one problem she couldn'tfix and my face showed it. She asked me what was wrong. I sighed and toldher how much I appreciated what she had done, but that there was still myappearance. I was going to be the only girl in the seventh grade to shaveher legs and her face. Mom shook her head. There was a pill I could takethat.