"What do you want to do?" I asked."I don't know. What is there to do in Statesboro?" Annie asked, mischievously."Uhm ... there isn't much to do in Sta...esboro that doesn't involve drinking or dancing," I told her, "and besides we need to change clothes. Our Moms will be glad to see you again." OK, we can do that. How do we get there?" Annie asked."We have a portal," I told her, as I turned to look at Sean and Sara. They had started round two already."Time to go, Sean," I called."Where are we. My brother in law’s wife was at the doorway screaming and in shock at what she saw. Because of her screaming the rest of the family was soon at the doorway watching us scramble for our clothes. Everyone soon disappeared in disgust, and as we dressed we talked about how we might deal with this. Suffice it to say, no one had any answers and we proceeded to go back outside to face the music. When we got to the backyard everyone was gone. Not a soul left to glare at us or treat us with the disgust. "Thank you sir" I tried to spurt out but it was too late the crop came hammeringdown again onto my back this time it was much harder like he was putting allhis force into doing this and was really getting into it. My head hung lowand I gritted my teeth as each stroke felt like it was cutting my very bodyinto two I dared not to cry instead kept my crying inside at he rendered hisentire strength onto my bare skin. "Thank you sir" I whimpered when he taken his last final brutal blow to myback he. Millie said: "Bob, you're wearing lipstick!"So he was. So we had a long talk about fetishes and how a trannie mightwork with them. I said that a trannie's fetishes were like a girl's anatomy, and that atrannie had just as much right to demand that his sex partner understandhis fetishes as a girl had to demand he understand her anatomy. Millie wasn't a dope. She was just slow. Once she saw what was happeningshe saw well enough. She said: "You mean that if I help Bob with hisdressing it's a.