"but first I want you do something else for me," she said walking me over to the bedroom.She went into a draw in the dresser where she had been puttin... away things for me, and took out a leather skirt, "Put this on, come on don't be shy! In those stories you downloaded the husband often had to dress up as, what is that term? Oh yes, a sissy. And there was all the stories about him servicing the bull for the wife, well you must have liked them as you bookmarked so many of them," she said."Come. The blouse and bra too and theheels and stuff," Timmy gasped. "What if somebody sees Ned? I shouldjust get back into my guy stuff." Nobody's going to see us up here or you in my lap. And if they dothey'll just figure you're a woman that's all, you sure don't look muchlike a man anymore," Ned insisted as if nothing was out of the ordinaryas the truck rolled along down the wide interstate. "Come on now." N...no. I d...don't want, want to Ned," Timmy gasped through his glossred lips."Sitting. Kinderwurden dort schon lange keine mehr geboren denn diese Frauen wollennicht, sie streiken damit trotz aller Drohungen.Wir mussten uns oft gegen ?berf?lle aus diesem Land wehren als sie aufFrauenraub aus waren. Wir haben ihnen jedes Mal geh?rig auf die Fingergeklopft und immer wieder alle Frauen befreit, die wir durch dieseK?mpfe erreichen konnten. Jetzt ?berlegen sie sich mindestens zehn Mal,ob sie uns noch einmal angreifen." Also m?sste zur Normalisierung der Verh?ltnisse das ?stliche. How..."The phone rang again and mom answered it politely. "Ok Mr Siddeley. I will get him." Mom turned to me, "Alex, the bank again."I excused myself and took the phone. "Hello Martin, how are you doing? It is nice of you to call." I listened for a while and asked a few questions of my own. I made some requests for some information he could get for me and then hung up.When I sat back down Tom asked, "Was that any relation to Martin Siddeley, the president of the Bank of Toronto?" That was the.