I said so it must be double tough on you as Jehovahs are not very tolerant, he knew by the way I was looking at him what I meant. I said its ok you do...'t have to come out to me or tell me anything I just get that you must be pretty unhappy at this point in your life. He laughed a little and said "yeah". I said how under the thumb are you in your house? He said his Dad doesn't let him do anything out of church except school. His only friends are in the church too, no outsiders allowed. I said so. Bill, the bartender was an old friend of mine. When there was a lull at the bar he came over to me and asked where I'd been. I told him I had met someone special. He asked if he knew her. I said I didn't think so. He asked where she was and I told him she was out on a date. He looked at me with a question in his eyes. I told him don't ask.After a few drinks, I went home to an empty apartment. I watched some TV and generally sat there in a funk. I went to bed early. I started to. Perhaps that was because we often both went over to the George pub to see my brother Steve and Maggie at weekends and talking about Caesar was a bit too ‘close to home’ for her? Jenny would look blank and play down any prompts I made to her about anything to do with Caesar or talk about any events of that night when she had stayed at the George on her own and fooled about with their dog. I realised she had been quite drunk when she had admitted the events of that weekend to me, (as I have. “I would like you to feminize me. I would like to be a cute little gurl,” I replied. Ms. Roebuck was the Art and English teacher. She was five, nine, and built very similar to Ms. Jones. Busty and buxom and she had an English accent. “I don’t think you do bitch, get down on your knees, and beg us to feminize you,” She said. The guys and I were a little taken aback when she said this. I didn’t know her that well, but mostly she was a quite unassuming teacher. I got down on my knees and in my.