” “He wants’ me to keep my pussy shaved,” Sara smiled. “Oh wow,” I said, “are you going to keep it shaved?” Sara smiled, “I know ...hat you love my pubic hair,” she went on, “but, as you won’t be seeing me undressed, I will keep it shaved until you see me again, then I will let it grow back for you.” “And that could be a long way away,” I smiled, “couldn’t it?” Sara smiled and said softly, “Yes, it will be a long time before that happens,” she went on, “are you sure that you will be okay. One specific uniform. Morgan’s.Morgan’s parents, the idiots, didn’t realize their child was a girl, and enrolled ‘him’ as a boy. Oh, Morgan seemed like a boy on the surface. There was a penis and balls. But one weekend of training had revealed the truth and eliminated anything boyish in that pretty little frame. Morgan was, and always will be a girl.And at my house, she dressed that way. Frilly skirts, revealing halters, sexy lingerie. She could only wear basic bras and panties under her school. “Ok, Bitch, we need to check you out.”Darian looked Kelsey in the eye. “You like that name?”“When you are at the club we will call you bitch, cunt, pussy, slut.”“We will tell you what to do and you will obey.”“What club? I don’t want to go to a club.” “Where are you taking me?”“Shut up, Bend over and stretch those cheeks.” Barked her Dad.Kelsey was crying. “Don’t make me do this.”“Fucking bend over Bitch.” Commanded Darian.“Reach back and pull those cunt lips apart. “While Kelsey bent. A deep manly cop voice says, "Ma'am, please cover yourself." My response, "Are you afraid of a woman's breasts," pretty bold for me. Maybe I did have a tad too much wine. There was some laughter and one of the officers comes over to me and says he'll touch them, but we have to go on the other side of the car.I go around to the other side of my car and step into a dark grassy area. I stop and the cop is right there with me and suddenly one of his big hands squeezes one breast and then the other.