I'lltext you tomorrow. I think Brad said we could change there as they havemany spare rooms. You can do your makeup at home or I can help. Betteryou d...on't drive in hooped skirts. Come as Tammy." OK," I said and hung up. I researched many pictures of the Ugly Sisterand from images of men in drag with outrageous costumes and grosslyoverdone makeup to highly stylized cartoon characters. I was not goingto be a standard Ugly Sister. I had my own ideas. Before I went to bedI used the hair remover. Then I started hearing the people at the two places talking about me when they didn’t think I was listening. The more my little girl body matured toward that of a woman, the nastier their comments about me got. Once I hear them tell my foster parents that I was getting to the point where I was getting too mature, as I had at the other advertising agencies, for their clients target audience. They weren’t all that interested in paying for a waxed woman’s pussy. If I didn’t have flawless skin and. Dad came up from a room. He and I exchanged man hugs before he went to Agnes. “Agnes, you’re gorgeous. My son is showing good taste.”“He’s my personal Viking. I like it that way.” She smiled impishly.Mom and Agnes walked toward the room arm in arm. Dad and I followed them. Dad said, “Son, you should have warned us better. She is gorgeous, seems to have a real personality, too. I think you should try to hang on to this one.”“Dad, she’s the first one who was worth hanging on to and I have that. I wasn't sure how he'd react, I mean with his pretty wife sitting out front and all. He might have just ignored me, kicked me out and even complained about me. But I'd seen him checking me out too, trying to be sneaky about it whiles him and his wife sat there waiting. He was a player, I figured and boy was I right! He lit up like a Christmas tree when he saw me and in no time I was doing a little strip tease for him."Goddamn you're a hot little girl!" he said, working his penis up and down..