I ate, but the little I managed to choke down formed lumps in my stomach. After the dishes were cleared, I went to the bathroom for a breather.I peed ...nd tried to calm myself; my father wasn't an ogre, he was a parent. I didn't know exactly what his feelings were, but I could use my imagination. Would I feel the same way if one of my kids did something I didn't condone? All I could do was wait and see what the rest of the afternoon would bring.When I opened the door and stepped out, my dad was. I’d been born In the 1950’s so it was the 60’s and she wore a lot of what were called foundation garments, corsets to you and me.My dad had walked out on us when I was 5 and contrary to what you would expect my mother was not that close to me. Don’t get me wrong she was a good mum but not loving. That’s why started the cross dressing I think I felt closer to her that way.Fortunately my dad was rich and looked after us well so my mum had enough underwear that she didn’t miss the odd item that. “But I just couldn’t let that cute little ass of hers go wanting, seeing it offered down there like that.” he continuedThe man behind me laughed, and I heard a zipper being pulled down. “Yeah, down on her knees, ass in the air, tiny little skirt, ain’t covering nothing. She looks like she wants a cock up her ass.” I heard him position himself behind me, crunching the gravel beneath the snow. I felt his hands on my behind, running along my back. Then he ran them back down to the hem of my school. .. I don't know about that, Rex. I don't think I'm qualified. I haven't been in the coven long enough and besides I think Rita is doing a great job. It would hurt her if I took over."Well, think about it, ok Hon?" he said and then they chatted for a little while more and then he signed off.Sandy had a lot to do. She had made up her mind to leave her husband and was busy getting her things together. They were fighting constantly about this but her mind was made up. He told her he'd fight her on.