I had gone from Mommy's little prince to anotherserving wench. I was now going to be her little helper just as my sisterhad once been. That caused me ...ven greater concern. I felt that I wasn'tjust going back home to mom's. I was replacing my sister. I wasn't goingto be the little prince; I was going to be her baby girl.She also told me I had to make up for lost time with her. She didn'telaborate, but I was sure I wasn't going to like it. About the onlything I liked about the thought of going. He was rubbing my crotch with his foot under the table. He asked me if I wanted to finish this in the bathroom, the bathroom had three stalls and no lock on the door, we went into one of them, took off our shirts and pulled down our pants and rubbed our cocks together as we passionately kissed, we both came quickly, I wanted to cry out but I didn't want us to get caught. We cleaned up and went back to the table where our food was waiting for us, we quickly ate, paid and went back to his place.. She sat up turned her back to me (and thinking she was going to cover up to save my embarrassment) she said can you unhook my top for me, my emotions were all over the place embarrassed and excited at the same time but I done what she asked and taking it off she turned back and smiled still like what you see, oh yes I said. You really are very shy she then said and I replied as I said before I wasn’t always and she said there might be a lot of pent up frustrations in you would you like me to. The thicker leather hand was quickly discarded, and there was a majority decision not to tell anyone outside the cast about the switch.It was a remarkable sight. With my identity securely concealed in the Santa suit. I had been responsible for Pam’s beautiful bottom squirming and twisting on my lap. The swatting holiday favorite had the students, teachers and staff all in stitches. They laughed as Pam gasped on stage.Now of course what would be up and coming was the tricky part. How would I.