The cushion of the white chair was a very palelilac, fitting in with the overall color scheme of the room.I walked over the bureau and looked through ...he drawers. There was a widevariety of lingerie, skirts and tee shirts, more than was bought today.It made me wonder how long my father was planning this transformation forme. I really don't mind dressing as a woman, but I did resent the factthat a lot of the current decisions were forced on me. I think I need totalk to my father about his. Those boiled eels and candied larks tongues particularly seemed to be trying to fight their way back up."Good fellow Swineherd" the Prince choked out as tears streamed from his eyes, (in truth he wondered if he was quite addressing the swineherd or one of his swine, "Is your-*Gasp* 'Choke' lovely bride or daughter in residence? I have a small matter to discuss with you and them." Nay Sir" the swineherd responded revealing, in the process, the blackened stumps of long rotted teeth-the source, no. It clung to her and showed a reasonable amount of thigh. "Shoes?" I asked."Black heels," Dot said, and she put a pair on."Wow, you look good enough to fuck." Why, thank you. I will accept that with pleasure. At my age, that is more than a compliment." Ah, ah, no mention of age, please."Dot laughed and told me to get dressed. "Now you have me dressed like this, where are you taking me?" she wanted to know.I told Dot while she was in the shower I had rung a friend, and we were going round to his. I was asking her to show me her pussy.I did not break our gaze and could slowly see the acceptance creeping into her eyes. It may have been only seconds, but she seemed to have come to a decision and looked sideways at Prashant & Aditi. they had stopped and were looking at the interplay between me & Nisha. Finally, looking at Prashant defiantly, Nisha momentarily pushed at my hands,signaling her consent for me to pull her panties down & released my hands. She continued to look at Prashant as I.