The effort of that man trying to be effeminized was awesome. sissy trainingThe high heels were the only problem here, everything else was good to do. ...A blonde wig, long fake nails, lips all red, high heels, ponytail and some stockings. She was looking like a slut for real. He turned into a ho’ in no time and Miss Brat was actually amazed by that, but like always, you will not get anything from Miss Brat for free, because she is in charge here and her quality standards are very high. Almost. My mother was on the tarp she and Dad had slept on, lying on her back with eyes open. I was so excited that I didn't bother standing up. I scurried over to her on my hands and knees. Mom was okay so everything would be all right. I stopped at her side waiting for her to look at me. She didn't."Mom?"No answer. No movement except for a slow blink."Mom, you awake?"Still no answer. I placed a hand on her shoulder. No movement. I shook her. She turned towards me and stared with blank eyes. I shook. New York scored a touchdown with seconds left, and the rest of the game ticked away while Chris sat dumbfounded. Deborah on the other hand instantly sprang up and retrieved the paddle, "Woo Hoo! Go big Blue, go big Blue!" She sang as she held it over her head like a trophy. Chris looked at his wife in disbelief, "Let's go mister, There's going to be one more Redskin tonight." Chris chuckled despite himself, "You've been saving that one," Deb just nodded with a huge grin, "I should paddle you. "Are you okay, mom?" Ricky asked, concerned."It wasn't what I expected."Ricky felt deflated, "You didn't enjoy it?"Helen opened her eyes and put her palm on Ricky's cheek, "Oh Ricky, I didn't mean it like that. Of course, I enjoyed it. It's just. I didn't expect to feel this way."Ricky was confused, "I don't understand. Feel what way?" I thought I might feel dirty or something. You are my son, after all, and we shouldn't be having sex." It was good then?" Ricky asked, needing a positive.