“Don’t bother dear, I can deal with you straight afterwards,” “Gee thanks Mum” the 20 year old said sarcastically which she regretted beca...se her Mum grabbed her arm, spun her around and in one fell swoop smacked her hard on her skirt covered bottom. Unhappy at the result she demanded “Lift your skirt up young lady” Jennifer snapped. “Sorry Mum” a now rather less flippant Chloe said as she obediently lifted her skirt knowing her Mum would have a clear view of her bottom protected only by. Molly was 22 and brighter than I've ever been. 5'6", long brown hair and eyes that spoke volumes. Small breasted, she usually went braless and often wore t-shirts and Indian skirts. We were friends and lovers and although I had a role in "corrupting" her (getting her used to working toward her own pleasure instead of viewing sex as lying on her back and letting some guy grunt in her) she was just as influential with me. I did anything she asked. A woman who can start turning me on with her. They walked in the house and caught me cleaning the living room dressed in a short tee shirt that just came to the top of my bikini panties. I had put on my makeup and a long black wig. I was also wearing hose and heels. I had plans to go out later that evening with some of my close friends who knew about me. We live in the country far away from any neighbors, and I usually walk around the house in just my panties and tee shirts. I love being in the back yard in my panties and tee shirt. The. Everything felt paralyzed, tingling like my foothad fallen asleep but over my whole body. Blinding light, coughing upsomething wet and slimy from my lungs, a roaring in my ears...a roaringsound that faded, fell away, distinguished itself into words, a woman'svoice speaking as I felt arms wrapped around me against my naked skin."Hamilton Carver. Your name is Hamilton Carver. You're a retiredbusinessman and Air Force General. You have a son and a daughter. Yourname is Hamilton Carver. You're.