‘Oh, what a silly question, of course you did!’ She scolded herself and disappeared inside her home. The sweet tea was crisp, cold and wonderful, ...but I could smell the peaches as I stood on the porch with Rick and the farmer. Time seemed endless as the sun scalded my shoulders. I enjoyed talking with the man, but I wanted a peach. Now, to a person not from the South, taking the time to talk with the farmer might have been an inconvenience. I have known many people who only wanted to complete. I was getting uncomfortable so I knelt down to take the weight off my legs and I was now kneeling between Lynnes thighs. What are you going to do to me then? Lynne put her hands behind her head and gazed up at me challengingly. I looked at Sue and Colin who are both grinning at me. What do you think I should do boys and girls? Colin laughed. I think as you won you deserve a prize! He looked down at his sister who was still grinning. Go on then! I dare you! I dare you to put in me! Lynne looked. You might have a way to prove it. Some girls have matching colors everywhere," I grinned and took a sip of beer. "I'd assume you do too."Jelly laughed loudly, her full cheeks blushing, something marvelous to witness. I finally said something that had really sunk under her sarcastic, sassy, white porcelain skin. And she laughed. As I had imagined, with her, it was fair game."Look, my hair was always this color," she took a strand of her orange-colored hair in her tiny fingers, "I can prove it,. You get to do this because YOU wanted to be a Sissy and I wantedto be your Dominatrix. I think I got the best of that deal!"Now walk around the room so I can see what my Sissy looks like before herfirst humiliating adventure with real people. Since your hair is inrollers, every four or five steps you must pat your rollers in a veryeffeminate manner. I will give you a purse to hold in one hand, use theother to pat the curlers to be sure none are loose."Excellent, you are born Sissy! "Now here is.