"You're supposed to be my best friend Simon!" I stood up, preparing to leave when he caught me by the wrist, not tightly but enough to stop me."I am y...ur best friend, think how depressed you get, how lonely, how guilty you feel. You'll see, let it out and you'll be a different person."* * * * * *I was so terrified that my world was about to come crashing down round my head that I had almost made myself sick with worry. Which was why, at six thirty the following evening I found myself nervously. He continued using the vibrator on my cunt. Every time I came, Daddy would pull on the nipple clips, and ask me a different question. Is this what you want slut? You need Daddy to make you cum whore. You get pleasure from the way Daddy allows his friends and business associates to fuck you? I knew at this point, with each question he ask, I would be required to reply ?Yes Sir Daddy?. Then the unanticipated question came. Do you want Daddy to put his slut in the auction this year? I. There was a large world map above the buffet, showing the sunrise and sunset lines, the ice sheets and the cities and towns of First Phase."I wish I was home," Traci said. She, Suzy and Cindy were sharing the table with her. "Right now I'd be in the backyard with nothing to do except my homework, and that would be for later." Is it pretty warm where you're from?" Cindy asked. "We're far enough north that we get the weather from the ice sheets." She grimaced. "Winter can be real cold."Traci. "Angela, can I see you outside for a moment?" Lynne said stepping outof the room."Angela this afternoon when we get back I want Dexter to presenthimself to his brother and sister and I want him to be wearing a dressor something more than nailpolish." Why the quick push?" Angela looked to her for an answer."He will be living here with them. We can't hide the fact that Dexterwill be slowly dressing as a girl. It needs to be done all at onceAngela, and he needs to be totally dressed as a young.