And, as a matter of fact, several pair of heels. As a boy beingpunished, you know that you will have to wear heels, 3 inches or higher,every minute of...the day and evening. No matter where you go or what youdo, you will be in heels.I dressed as instructed. What choice did I have? I looked foolish in mymale shorts and white dress shirt with my hair in rollers and mymother's bra showing fetchingly under my shirt. My legs glistened in theclinging hose and my lips gleamed baby doll pink on my makeup. All the arraignments were to be Monday morning.Since the Reverend was arraigned on Friday word would fly through the community. Anyone who wanted to run could do so. It was a cluster fuck for sure. There was nothing I could do to stop them. The DA had given anyone who wanted it a chance to run, or to try to get their stories straight."You know the best part of this?" Simpson asked me."No what's the best part," I said,"Since that drug dealing slime ball participated in the crime, we get to throw. In any case there are no women working anywhere in the country," then he added, "Other than in harems and brothels, of course."Helen took a deep breath and said, "I don't want to work in a brothel, but I'll do anything else." Live in my harem and be used like the other women?" asked Derek."Yes," said Helen in a tiny voice."Be beaten if you annoy me?" Yes," a whisper now."In that case you can strip for me now."Helen was naked faster than Derek would have thought possible. He held his hand out. ”Ashlynn’s mouth dropped open. "You can't be fucking serious, you’re my brother!"“STEP brother, and does this look serious?” I said, gesturing towards my tented shorts. As if to emphasize it, I dropped them to reveal my big boy doubled-over in my boxer briefs."What, you can't get any on your own, so you have to blackmail me?" She looked really pissed, "That's fucking sick!" I can get it anytime I want," I told her, "But right now I want you. Face it, Ashlynn, it’s not blackmail. What you.