It was a free standing full length mirror. The frame and stand were madeof some kind of wood, but it looked old and worn. He imagined himselfstanding ...n front of it wearing one of his special outfits. It would beperfect for the other bedroom. He wasn't all that handy fixing thingsbut he imagined he could sand it down a bit and stain it again to giveit a fresh look.He realized he couldn't handle the discs and the mirror so he put downthe discs. He didn't want to take a chance someone else would. Roughly.Stuck forever in a state far past his prime, the old man comedically pumped one hand up and down, uselessly trying to stir some arousal of the flesh by stroking his accursed member. He didn't care where he spilled his seed, but then, he hadn't managed to release it once since arriving in this god-forsaken prison. One could hardly judge him too harshly for his current pastime... after all, plotting and masturbating were his only potential joys left in "life," as it were. His shrill voice. Today wasn't the right day, but at the nextopportunity I was going to find out what lay behind his attitude.Apart from that concern babysitting was the most normal that I'd had indays. And even if I had to wear a pink dress this evening, it wasn'tgoing to spoil my humor.##When I got home, Mom wasn't to be seen.I took off my pants and the substitute sweater. It was my sole normalclothing aside from the things at Svenja's. I had to smirk. Now Iconsidered my girl clothing as normal.But it was in. This made me feel wanted and controlled at the same time as giving my fem side validation in that I could be a good looking female if done right. Julia got us out of the shower and told us she would make us up with makeup and wigs and the rest of the lingerie that we loved. She took me first, and made my face into a feminine doll to die for, I loved the look, felt I was finally going all the way, Jamie was next and Julia made him really look good, I would have to kiss him later. Then she did.