Gasping aloud, I wracked my brain wondering how I could get out of this!With despair, I knocked on Bobbie’s door once again. I had almost called Jac... and asked him to help me, but the idea of him seeing that picture and the questions he’d ask was more than I could bear. Involving my father or a policeman was inconceivable. One way or another I would have to put Tony off and figure out why Bobbie had lied to me.I briefly entertained the idea of getting a gun and shooting Bobbie and Tony or. I was with Kevin last night. And yes, I slept with him.”She was obviously embarrassed but not ashamed. She said she was sorry for making me worry about her but there was no apology for spreading her legs, for letting another guy - an older more masculine guy put his cock inside her. There was no apology for letting him cum inside her, as I later learned he did. I remember very little dialogue after that point. I felt a blow to my gut. My head was spinning, and I was so angry! I wanted to smack. " Linda said."It could happen, who knows?" I replied.Davey left for his room. Linda scooted over so our legs were touching."You really shouldn't fill his head with that kind of stuff, Danny!" she said.I picked up her hand and kissed it, causing her to grin at me. I'm in way too deep -- but this feels so wonderful.My 51-year-old brother David, invented a new way to distill oil directly into plastic, and retired a millionaire at the age of 45."So, how long are you in town for Danny?" Linda said. As she savoured her relief, I turnedmy back to her and she recognised my unspoken request to untie mycorset."We're going to have to always sleep together if Auntie Bev makes usalways wear these corsets," observed Janice.I said nothing for truth to tell, I was already beginning to enjoy theconstraints imposed by my new underwear. I suppose it was a directconsequence of my natural transvestite predisposition. I realised however, that Janice's words were certainly true. Whendressed, we would.