Do you want me to continue, or do you want me to stop, turn out the light, and let you go to sleep?MELISSA: Sorry, Daddy. Keep going. And keep explain...ng.DAVE: Bob Howard is not a bad guy. In fact, he's a great guy. You know your mother was contesting custody. Bob was of course helping her. He had a strategy and some material – evidence – to present to the judge that would have assured that you would have had to live with your mom, and probably had little or no visitation with me.MELISSA: Oh. I squirmed around in a remote lay by, stripping off, inserting my buttplug before putting on some panties, tights and a dress. Nothing spectacular, just a knee length brown cotton dress with day to day tan tights, finished off with a pair of leopard print mules. I put on my wig and added make up. A few cars went past but I don't think I attracted any attention. Steve was pleased that I turned up, already transformed.We didn't have much time so it was straight to the bedroom! Waiting for me. Bill was in his driveway, polishing his Harley. Bill liked to ride on the weekends, or during the week when the weather was nice, and he couldn't clear his mind enough to write. Jen realized he had been out riding, which meant his weekend away had been canceled."Hi Bill, how are you doing?" Jen asked as she got out of her car."Not too bad Jen, and how are you doing today?" OK, I guess you didn't go out of town this weekend?" No, I decided it wasn't worth it, I wouldn't be able to relax and. ? Marcos kept on talking until they all heard noises outside the tent.Before they knew it, someone was tapping outside their tent’s zipped up entrance. They could see a silhouette figure stood outside. ?Oh shit!! It must be one of our moms!! Shit we’re s screwed up!!? panicked Santiago.Marcos and the two girls also panicked and looked at each other. Marcos whispered over to Santiago.?Listen dude. This is what you do. You just lower your zipper and see who it is. A for you ladies, .