Within a few weeks, Louisa was well on her way onthinking as a girl. The collar that she was wearing was calming therebel side of her and helping her ...ccept her fate. Her parents werehappy. They always wanted a daughter, and now they had a daughter. Itwas time for the next step.One day, Louisa's mother put her in a pretty dress, usually used whenthey had to go to a party or something, she loved the dress as it waswhite, with lace around the neck and lovely white tights. Her motherbrushed her. Gingerly Myron danced his way out of his pants to spread his legs wider. Once free he forcefully forced Devon to back away and guided him to his feet. Strategic kissing and suck were used as Myron guided the boy from the kitchen to the family room. As they went Myron pulled the boy's shirt over his head and tossed it to the side. Devon responded by doing the same freeing Myron from his as well. By time they reached the couch both were nude but Myron continued to rain kisses, rubs, and tugs. Polly had always been smart but this time she was going to use it. She had signed up for all honors classes. Her first day of school felt strange. Polly hadn't been in school in 10 years. After practicing for the last few weeks she had begun to get the hang of being feminine. Guys and other envious girls were already noticing her in school. Polly knew she could have made the cheerleading squad if she wanted but she chose not to because she never liked the superficiality of the. "Do what with mom?" the voice asked from behind, the voice of my father. If I thought Lilly went pale when she learned of Mom's knowledge of sexual impropriety that was nothing compared to the ghostly sick near death white she went when she saw dad. I am sure I was a similar white as I turned around and saw dad behind me. "Um nothing," I lied, not even remotely able to come up with a reasonable lie at the moment. He laughed, "Shit, you are as terrible a liar as your mother." Neither Lilly.