The woman in themirror with the heavy makeup, subtly streaked shoulder-length hair,tight skirt, matching jacket and leg show looked like my mom's youn...ersister; her son nothing like Mike. The skirt was short and tight andthe side-split exposed my nylon-encased thighs. I find that movingaround my room fully dressed as a woman for the first time isexhilarating; sure I've dressed in lingerie, nylons and high heelsbefore and I love the feelings that dressing like that evokes in me; butbeing fully. " Go on with your story Maureen." Martin grinned."Well one evening our parents went up to town to a show and a meal, we knew that they would not be back until the early hours of the morning and your mother took advantage of that to slip off to see her latest boyfriend." I continued breathlessly, "Although I no longer needed a baby-sitter Brian volunteered to keep an eye on me, no sooner were we alone than he set his own little plan into action. We had a few drinks and he suggested a game of. Please Punish Me Please punish me she whispered as she looked through his pictures on her phone. She closed her eyes and imagined being under his control. She desperately needed him, and with every breath, she wanted him. Life had been so cruel these last couple years and she had a hard time finding the happy, beautiful woman she used to be. Stress and loss and hurt had led to her self-destruction. Drugs and alcohol were on the verge of taking over her entire life and she knew this, and wanted. "She hung up and didn't pick up for the next two days.I figured Stef's flight from LA was late or that something had come up. That was until I found a pitcher of pineapple juice by the bed and a note."Charley, I'll be back up in a few minutes. Go ahead and have a drink, take your shower, then I expect you to be ready for me. Hugs and Kisses, Stef. p.s. Don't drink all the juice. I'm really thirsty tonight."Being a good boy, I did exactly as I was told, took my shower, brushed my hair, dried.