They had promised to do whatever I told them.Amy had been under my control longer and she had proved herself many times in the last week. She had jus... done her first ever porn movie and was going to be popular. She had also hosted a party for some very appreciative gentlemen who made sure I had funds to keep her "available".Sandra on the other hand had not been confronted with the choice of my wish verse what her nature was. As I laid there and thought about it I realized that she needed to be. I finally stole 2 of her cute panties and took them home. I jerked to them for months. Eventually the hallway bathroom got fixed and she locked her bedroom door. But I couldn't get over how much fun I had with her panties I had to see her what else she had. But I knew I had to break in to her room somehow. And one day I took my chance while everyone was playing the latest SNES game. I took a butter knife and popped her bedroom door open and closed it behind me. I quickly searched her dresser. A teenaged boy, about 15, was working at the woodpile chopping the logs into usable pieces. I rode up within speaking distance as he watched me approach. I spoke first, "Howdy, Mister, I heard that you folks had a little fun with Apaches a couple of days ago." Howdy to you, too, Mister. Yeah, we had a visit from some Chiricahuas, but I do not think that I would describe it as fun. They made a little mess and we shot a couple or three, but I doubt that we settled anything."Step down, and come in. He'd learned more about Carol, his father and being a woman in the last few seconds than he was sure he wanted to know. He managed a weak wave as Carol said good night and closed the door behind her. Idly twirling a finger around his right aereola, Greg tried to think this thing through logically. He'd wasted the afternoon -- no, he thought with a reminiscent grin and a tingle in his vagina, not wasted -- he'd spent the afternoon playing with all these wonderful new toys, without really.