They hummed contentedly as I was fitted with a garter belt and black stockings were slipped over my now smooth legs. I was adorned with a padded bra w...ich felt very uncomfortable before the frilly French maids outfit was put on me. Elaine and Hortense clapped their hands with delight after I had been fitted with the tight stilettos and I was then made to look into a full length mirror; the two ensuring to flank me, grinning with pleasure as I viewed myself as a woman for the first time. My. Mom's only response was a slight, high-pitched whimper, followed by soft cooing. Fuck. She wanted that great big ass slapped. Soon, I'd be the one slapping it. But anything other than right now was quite simply not soon enough. My chest felt tight, my airway constricted. Just then, Natalie crawled over to me on all fours, abandoning her poor son. Pat was crestfallen. He'd apparently hoped she'd come back after setting up the music. Even after reaching the couch, my sister remained on her knees.. ”“But you have a lovely voice, Sara,” said her mother. “I mean you were singing in the car on the way over here.”Sara switched her gaze from Becky to me and then back to her mother. “Erm, yes, maybe. But I can’t do it to order. I’ll bet Becky can’t either.”Becky had probably been hoping the inquisition would blow over before she became involved. But now her cousin had dobbed her in it, to coin a phrase. She took refuge in Sara’s explanation.“No, I can’t sing a note,” she said, her eyes on the. So…. They’re probably in Madison, at least.” I wrapped my arms around her waist and leaned closer to her, pulling her into my embrace. “Happy anniversary.” “It’s our anniversary?” I had a feeling she hadn’t remembered, so it didn’t shock me at all when she said this. “Yeah. Semptember nineteenth. I didn’t buy you anything, so I’m sorry about that.” “I’m so sorry… I didn’t realize it was today.” “Well, there’s one way you can make it up to me.” I reached in and touched my glossed lips to hers..