” I command her my mother scurries off and I walk to my dead and punch his lights out for now. I untie him drag him of the bed, and cover the bed in... the plastic sheet. I tie my father back up after that and see my mother come back with the requested items. I toss the used knife in the box and wait for my father to wake up, all the time I think out several things to do.When my father wakes up again I get up from a chair I had brought in and look at him. I think of Sandra and mom who are in the. Cynthia couldn't help but smile at the red leather Santa cap with a black iron bell at the top that completed the outfit.Whoever sent him had interesting tastes. Cynthia decided to delay her departure and enjoy this gift a bit. "You're a little – mature to be doing stripper-grams aren't you?" she teased. Better to take the power position now and let him know she was running his show."You've been naughty Cynthia." Was all he said, but in those four words was power and knowledge of ages untold.. You a full on sissy girl. Nah, shit. You a tranny." and he laughed. I started to smile a little "I just think I'm a girl inside. Like outside I'm a boy but today's the first time I really tried because my grandparents are in Florida and I got the key to water their plants so I thought I'd give it a try." He smiled "well you're succeeding. I like this little dress you got on. You look like a good girl. Are you a good girl?" I smiled and my 18 year old cock stood at attention. I'm not big but not. So we decide to sit in a table that was three step higher than the floor with mirror behind. The owner looks like a carribean and was about 30 years old with athletic body and a nice face, he was wearing a tight T shirt (that enhance the image of his muscle!)and flax large short trousers (not tight). We take place and then he come to our table asking what we want to drink, while he was talking to us about fact that the restaurant was specialised in DOM TOM cooking and that his wife was the cook.