Her father had depended on her to get Henry on the bus in time, and they'd left the house in plenty of time, but still they'd missed the bus. What wou...d her father say?It was warm and comfortable inside the house, as chilled as they were. Tiffany went right to the phone and called up to Mrs. Gravengood, but there wasn't any answer. Disappointed, she hung up the phone and turned to Henry. "She's not home," she told him. "I don't know what we're going to do now." Watch more cartoons," Henry. After twenty minutes or so of silence he heard shuffling next to him and then a voice.“Hope that wasn’t too rough on you in there. Don’t worry though as I can’t imagine you’ll be moving again anytime soon.” Greg heard the lid open. “Wow that stinks, phew. My names Ben by the way. Craig didn’t say your name so I’ll just call you toilet, it suits you. I know you can’t talk to me but I’ve got a way of asking a couple of questions. If the answer is yes wriggle your tongue, do you understand?”Greg. The new life i'm forcingon him is so much more suitable to his meek fragile nature, you'll seewhen you meet him/her. I'm turning our little boy into a delicious wantonlittle lady, the wet dream of all the men that get the privilege ofmeeting him! You should see him as he elegantly minces and preens aroundthe room wiggling his girly bum and teetering on his stiletto heels in apretty dress and with his makeup and hair all done up nice and pretty.Can't even walk properly without his heels anymore. ” As she headed to her closet she paused and turned around. “Are you still okay with this?” she asked. She had no idea what she would do or say if he said no.“Uh ... sure,” he responded, a little less than totally convincing.Vicky figured that was as good as she was going to get. “Great,” she said and hurried to her dressing room. When she came out she was wearing a tight white top and crotch--less panties. “So what do you think of this?”“Mmmm,” James murmured. “Maybe you want to stick around.