"Je ne comprende pas."Damn, this was going to be harder than I thought. I was going to have to break it down for her like a two year old.I pointed at ...her. "Sophie."I pointed to myself. "Trevor."I shook my head. "Not "P'tite bite". Understand?" Oui," she said, her face brightened knowingly. She understood!However, my sense of satisfaction ended the moment her hand darted beneath my Speedo's and grasped my cock. "P'tite bite!" she giggled."Sophie!" I grabbed her hand to pull it free, but there. In the bathroom,if you don't mind," she said as she walked away. "When you are finishedplease continue dressing."I picked up the tissues. Fucking dyke bitch. "You're not making this anyeasier for me, you know that?" I yelled after her. You'd think she couldtake a joke. I didn't really expect to her to, you know, relieve mypressure. But man, it would've been awesome if she had.She turned about at the door. She let her jacket slip open and undid thetop button of her blouse and, slowly sliding her. ” She began braiding my hair, “Honey, you might not know it, but your dad and I love you very much. We think you’re a talented young lady who has lots of potential. But you need to step up your act, okay? Now have fun. Bye sweetheart.” With that, she unbraided my hair, blew me a kiss, and left the room. I sighed, time to go to work.--- 4 hours later, I was sitting at my desk, fantasizing about Brad. He was the hottest guy I had ever met. I was so unprepared to meet him; I thought about giving. ' I looked in the bag and saw a wig stockings high heels and bra, startled I looked at him as he said '...now go do what I asked and be quick about it...' Disappointed I stood and thought about running for the door, but decided that I was in too far now to want to act like anything else. I went into the toilet and stripped and dressed into the clothes that were provided. Being a young teenager, my facial hair had yet to come and my slender body was just the right size for the clothes provided..