"I'm going to bed, Sir-rogate Daddy, see you tomorrow!"---My little bit of impromptu theater worked. Saturday he wore the red dress. Martha and I were...simultaneously pleased and just a little bit amused. We had asked for this but he really did look funny. We were careful to compliment him and tried hard not to make a big deal out of it. Funny thing was, by the time evening arrived it seemed almost normal. Granny always said you could adjust to anything given time, but I was amazed at how little. I went at it for about twenty minutes. Bang bang bam! Then I'd hear little female footfalls on the floorboards, chatter and laughter echoing in metallic haunts down through the ductwork. Bang bang BAM! A screech, a shriek, a chair being shifted. BANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANG bam. Murmurs in stereo, than a single piercing giggle. God damndamndamndamndamn DAMN! I wound up running out of scrap wood.Though I wasn't any happier, all the tension had flowed down my arms and into my creation. I took a few. .. So where does that leave us?" I asked.Her reply, breathed into my mouth was, "Right where I hoped. Here. In each other's arms." And my mouth was attacked with the most passionate kiss I'd experienced in a long time. Too long. 'Kris is right, ' my little hind-brain said. 'You've needed this.' Then it all shut down as I concentrated on making love to this dream creature in my arms.While my arms tightened around her, pulling her upper body to me, our tongues dueled as our kiss became more. She put the blouse on without a bra.. she turned toward me and said can you see my nipples through it? Well yeah just a little I said. She said it'll be OK we are dinning after dark and I think no one will see. She buttoned up the extremely thin blouse and tucked it into the little mini skirt. She left the top two buttons undone and while she leaned over to change shoes the blouse hung away from her body enough to show off her pointy brown nipples. I told her I could see her nipples when she.