Although her husband of ten years wasn’t veryinterested in helping, Traci finally prevailed over herhusband, Mike, to join her as a hospice care...giver.Traci taught high school by day and was a hospicecaregiver at night. Her first patient was an elderlyblack gentleman, Malcolm Taylor. Malcolm had recentlyturned sixty-nine but still had a full head of haireven though it was mainly salt and pepper gray. Malcolmmaintained his aging body with daily rigorous walks offive miles and worked out at. She was now our Mistress and he was slave 1 and all of a sudden I was no longer a lesbische slut, I was now a good for nothing schlampe. She decided that now that I was his (slave 1) good for nothing girlfriend that she refers to as schlampe. We had to walk around the whole parking lot as a couple arm in arm and at the same time he was grabbing my ass and I his. And playing all these little love games with each other. She was right behind us in case we didn't listen or stopped flirting with. Mum knew Dad dressed and at first joined him in the early years of themarriage even encouraged his dressing, but later she came to feel thatthe female side was more around rather than the male. Eventually she grewdisheartened with this until she was no longer able to accept it and theyseparated.There were times when their daughter often teased her Dad, though in aloving way as she was more accepting and understanding. Once when he wasdressed in his female clothing, the thought occurred to her. Darla slapped the girl hard across her face. The entire house was silent. They both knew that that word was taboo in this house. It was the word Harold, Darla's ex, used when he left."I'm sorry!" they both said at once.Darla leaned in and embraced her girl and Jessica hugged back."I shouldn't have hit you." Darla whispered into her ear."It's ok, I shouldn't have said..."Jessica was in a jam. Her mother's warm body was turning her on. Quickly she tried to break the embrace but her mother still.