Eventually after a few weeks of forcing me into a dress my Mums wouldjust say, "I have had enough of your behaviour, Tony, go and getAnnette."By then ... had given up trying to fight my Mums dressing me as a girl andI understood I was being told to put my skirt on.I would quite happily get dressed as Annette on my own, even when Ibecame bigger and stronger than both of my Mums. I had become very gooddoing my makeup and had even been offered a job as a fashion writer oneevening when I went to a. I only hesitated a moment before I made the decision, my hands releasing Allison’s luscious breasts as I strode past her to the door.I turned the lock, made sure that the glass was still grey and opaque.I spun on my heel and leaned back against the door, admiring Allison from behind. The navy skirt clung to her ass just like I’d imagined, and as I stepped up behind her I began to speak again, rewriting her mind exactly as I wished.“I want you to repeat after me, and everything you say is. He can still getexcited, but now there's no way for him to gain any relief." Shepaused for effect. "Don't believe me? Well, how about if I take himaround the room and some of your alluring ladies can try your hardestto make him spurt?" All the females clapped and then waved for her tocome to them first. The men exchanged amused comments, obviouslyknowing that what Zarrina had suggested was true.Teddy leaned just how true when the first female, a slender Asian in atight dress that was slit. He got out a blanket and wrapped it around Amelia's shoulders because he saw her shivering from being in the cold, rough water."Amelia. A lovely name." He said to her."For an Irishman, you speak rather eloquent." She said.He flashed his all-too-perfect smile at her. "Why thank you." He said as he kissed her hand.While Amelia was sitting down, Captain Machalchan was steering the ship east."Can you tell me about yourself, Amelia?" Trevor asked."To start, I'm a widow. My husband James was killed.