”“Let’s get cleaned up before we fall asleep.”----As the bath was filling with water, the two of us had to deal with the aftermath of one part... of our playing around. “Do we really have to do this?” I whined as I tried wiping the make-up off my face, my efforts looking as though I was only spreading the mess.“Sorry, but it has to be done,” Emma said, “unless you want to look like a panda in the morning. I might love you, but my guess is your boss won’t if you looked like that.” Not surprisingly. We walked to the pool. She shed the towel as soon as we were inside the fenced enclosure. And she was in the water.I went in with her. We did a few laps. I'd coached her into a pretty decent crawl stroke, and she cut the water alongside me for fifteen minutes of swimming, then we both hung in the water on the deep end of the pool, cooling. I felt her sidle against me, her hip bumping mine.She took a deep, cleansing breath. "That's a good exercise, huh?" Yeah. We need something to get rid of all. Explain what, that you're some kind of sissy, are you GAY DO YOU HAVE ABOYFRIEND?No MOM I was just...JUST WHAT DAVID, NO I THINK I'M GOING TO CALL YOU DAVINNABut MOM.No buts you go into the living room and wait till your father getshome.Well that night was a living hell, my mother took control. The next dayshe made me wear the same outfit, we walked out the front door and intothe car, we went to her beauty parlor and at the front desk was abeautiful girl. My mother asked if her operator had an. With one swift flick of his finger,he beckoned me to him. A quick sideways tilt of the head confirmed his intention - Josh wanted me in the cubicle. "Fuck - oh fuck. I'm totally fucked" I kept repeating in my head. Josh's face was blank - no emotion, no smile. This felt totally surreal. I suddenly felt like a mouse that had been cornered by a dominant cat. Staring in to my eyes and unable to look away, I realized that I was already on my feet,office chair pushed back."Get in here, Boy." Josh's.