Boys will be boys. But even at a nudist resort, you can't go out like that. It's not appropriate at all." It doesn't exactly have an 'off' switch, you...know."She sighed, "Handle it in the bathroom. And make it quick."Despite her slightly stern tone, she seemed kind of understanding over the matter. After all, we were both completely naked in front of each other. What did she expect? Mom or not, of course I was going to be aroused seeing her.I hung my head down in shame and walked to the. ’ I had now come to the difficult bit. ‘Mr. Smith I do not know his real name is bringing his slave over Monday evening to be measured for some of the equipment. I really need a female to be there to demonstrate some of that equipment. You won’t have to be naked and there will be no involvement with Mr. Smith, or his slave, but he might make her strip off, he did when he came to the house when I taught him to use the ropes I made up for him. He could not tie a knot properly.’ I knew I was. Ahead" I managed to get out, and then sunk back in exhaustion.I saw sandy's face move in front of mine again and noted a slight look of concern."Oh dear. Surely, you can't be telling me that you didn't want this treatment! Your records, you history - everything that you gave us indicated that you almost suicidal in your desperation to become female. Well I'm sorry but that wasn't the B/GRL-E that I just gave you. It was another sedative, just so that we can get you somewhere so you won't. “I’m tired. I’m goin’ home and to bed. I wish we could get a little good corn likker in this town.”“Well, you can’t, and you don’t need any anyway,” scolded Misty. “We’ll see you later.”“I ain’t waitin’ up for you,” warned Madge. “An’ don’t wake me up neither. I’ll see you in the mornin’.”As they drove away from the Opry House Bobby tried to comfort Misty.“It’s okay,” she said. “I’d like to have won and all, but things are already crazy enough. I’m in the middle of recording my second album..