Mydaughter's vanity was still there, and I could see a lot of cosmetics,but there was also a row of blonde wigs in stands that I knew I wouldhave to p...t on. But what drew my eye was the new computer and chair bymy daughter's desk.I stood up and looked down at the seat of the chair. Right in themiddle was a dildo, the same size as the butt plug that is in me now,and I knew that I was expected to penetrate myself whenever I used thecomputer. I pulled my panties down, which was much easier now. So every day during school, Dave would take out his frustrations on me by getting his teammates to throw me into the girl’s bathroom and lock me in there. Now he wishes he had chosen a different location. I went to a couple of football practices and games, and while I liked the sport, I could never take my eyes off the sidelines. One of the cheerleaders, named Amy, was just so pretty that I could never concentrate on the action for long. Amy was 5 feet, 5 inches tall with chestnut brown hair,. Peter, taking a pretty smug andelitist attitude, which he often did with both women and withminorities, mimicked her question. "Yes, we want to fit dress,"he responded in broken, sing-song English. "You can do?" After a little confusion they finally managed to convey theidea that it was Peter who would be wearing the dress, not June.They also let her know that they would need everything done now,since they also would be picking out shoes and undergarmentssomewhere, as well as a wig and. Using her fingers, Julia then gently held her labia apart revealing her clitoris. “Touch it for me “ she said. I was hesitant but reached forward and felt her sex. That little pleasure button felt quite hard. I rubbed it gently, Julia let out a little squeal. She obviously was enjoying this.At that point in time I realised that I had discovered something significant. As yet I knew not what, but that little button between Julia’s legs, combined with, of course, that smell were going to lead to.