Does anybody have a problem with that?”Everyone flashed a thumbs-up and I ‘instructed’ our boy, Shane to call Benedict with the story.It was obv...ous Benedict was in full panic mode.He kept telling Shane to stop the transport bus himself. I had Shane whisper that he wasn’t going to be left alone and couldn’t do it by himself. We could hear Benedict cursing about his being a wimp and hung up.The bait had been swallowed!The bus was loaded with Bob, Ed, Moe and one of the Deputies, while Greg,. She was very thrilled to be able tobe in a dress or other feminine apparel all day and night. She was alsodelighted to once again be the little girl that her Mom had wanted anddesired.Janet went last and explained how she had begun dressing just recently inher Mom's things. Once confronted, Janet was ready to swear that shewould never dress again, only to be consoled by her Mom that it was allright. Arrangements could be made for her to attend school dressed asJanet, which was why she was. I told her I had water. She said "Alcohol." I told her I had some rum and coke. She said that was good. I gave her the drink and she took a few sips. She looked right at me and said" I am horny as hell." That caught me off guard. I asked her if she wanted to go the berth and we could take our clothes off. She agreed. She was so drunk, I took all of her clothes off for her, and it was a production. She had very short brown highlighted hair. About c cup breasts and rather large areola. She. He had been going on and on about something called Budd and shot welding, and how old this car was. He seemed to have a depth of knowledge bordering on the obsessive.He had to be much nicer than her uncle, that asshole- how could he not be? But how could she be with him? There wasn’t a snowball’s chance in hell. And how could she convince him of what she knew they both were feeling? She was ... she was feeling love. She knew she was. She didn’t know why, but she trusted her instincts. She.