"Damn strays, think they can just march up and talk to people..."She'd heard of people having a disease or something that made their skin blue. She va...uely remembered something from a movie, a woman that had cancer and her skin was greenish. She supposed the old lady was sick.The girl was mystified but hurried further up the street to avoid the old lady. Instead she walked up the deserted street toward a brick building that looked like the back of some kind of business on a narrow block. A door. Examples illustrating this argument were quickly exhausted, inducing many potential speakers, waiting in the lines for their turn, to return to their seats. Then, as a lull developed in parents rising to comment, one of the governors came up to the podium.“Excuse me,” she said, “I’d like to interject here now that there’s somewhat of a lull while people are returning to their seats. I’m Marsha Luddington, a parent governor, and would like to invite Mr Kevin Coris to address us. Mr Coris. Mom had met dad because of his special nature. Dad is the rarest of our kind: The male with the extra toy.Because of the physical needs of the female organs, the person with both sets tends to be dominated by their female side.We are living proof that daddy's male side won out.Mom admitted to having bi-tendencies. Getting together with daddy seemed like the perfect mating!But then daddy was so decidedly male that mom lost her way. Dad had no breasts, no soft skin to the touch, no female scent;. "More." Say please." I said."More please." She had just become my submissive.I told her to stand up as I walked a couple steps to get the 'dom bag' I had nearby full of toys and supplies. I walked back to her with a bag of rubber bands. Her hand were at her sides. I took her right hand and placed it back on my cock. "Either your mouth, your hand, or your pussy is on this cock at all times. OK?" "OK, she said." You trust me." I said. She said "Yes, I do". "It wasn't a question, hun."I started.