His mind raced as he began working through possible scenarios involving Bree and himself. He'd turned off his cell because he hadn't wanted to talk to...her. The sound of her voice would've caused his emotions to sweep over him and cloud his thinking. It was because of his self-imposed isolation that he was surprised when Dr. Blayloch visited him later that afternoon.Their conversation was short and to the point. Blayloch apologized and said he hadn't realized Bree was in a committed. He told me to let him know when you got here."I grinned at him and said, "Well, do it then. I want to get out of here on time."The rest of the preflight went smoothly. Kevin Grayton was my co-pilot for the flight along with one of the new flight students acting as crew chief. All of the freight had already been loaded and the passengers were scheduled to board just prior to flight time. My luck was running good, as the rain lightened up just as I departed the taxiway for the end of the duty. I was lying there naked with my eyes closed, remembering the pictures the older boys had shown in school. And I'd been thinking about what George's cock might look like. He had a stocky build and looked strong. I wondered if he had a nice cock. I imagined sneaking into their bedroom and watching him fucking Linda. Imagined his cock in her cunt. It was a wild fantasy. I was miles away in my head and didn't hear George enter. But I sensed a presence and looked up. I was so embarrassed. I'd been. " "I'm not feminine!" "Oh no, of course you aren't. You're very tough, aren't you? Let's look in your closet and see some of the macho dresses you have. Oh, look at this white chiffon dress with the pink sash. There's nothing more manly than a pretty white chiffon dress, is there?" "Mom, you're the one who makes me dress like this!" "And you're starting to like it!" There was no arguing with her. At her direction I put on some jewelry and doused myself with scent, all ready to humiliate.