But they still hadn't looked anything like Shannon's so the theory still held. She had grabbed her robe on the way out and then changed in the garage ...hen she went back for Dad's truck. Anything else? What about Allison's nightmare when I was at Mark's 'camping'? An isolated event, but still it would explain a lot. After all, I'd had the same dream about waking her up that she had. This was too weird. How was I going to figure all of this stuff out? I certainly didn't want to tell Mr. Shelby. "Good afternoon baby girl" Daddy greeted."Good afternoon Daddy" I replied.I felt an immediate spark and perked my ass even more, straining to make sure every fraction of an inch was being offered. Running his hands along the length of my legs then back up, Daddy loves the feeling of my hosed legs and he always leaves a trail of goose bumps when he caresses me. Back where he started, Daddy pulled aside the panties I was wearing and paused a minute now that I was exposed, my heart beginning to. He went to lock the door and turn on the alarm. “I mean, I don’t want to ask for your business to slow down, but...”“Well, I do. The business is great; the work isn’t.”“Anyone for next week?”“We might not have anyone before our anniversary,” she said. “That depends on the snow levels.”“No Christmas?”“Well, that. I have to get my long range planning done before the snow comes.”Before she announced the new honeymoon rate, she needed to run everything by Karen.“It’s great for the long run,” Karen. The sex was versatile and great and she hadn’t been on hormones for a long time.She had this routine for tucking her jewels when she was dressed up that I thought was so odd but I really liked her and just accepted it as part of living as a transgender. She had a thin elastic band that she wore around her waist under her panties that had a shorter piece of rubber tubing kinda like the stuff the doctor wraps around your arm when drawing blood. She would ‘tie’ one end of the tubing around her.