Somehow, although I don't think that my behaviourwas any worse than that of my sister, I always wound up being the one whogot caught.My sister might h...it me first, but I was the one Mum saw hitting my sisterfirst in any fight we had.It reached a stage when eventually my mother lost patience with me. I was12 or 13 when she told me to put on a bra and panties for the first timeor there would be consequences.Mum gave me a plain white silk push up bra and panties which had a paleblue bow in the. Do youunderstand me, Remy?" "Yes, I understand you," I whimpered, stung by hearing myselfcalled by a woman's name. My eyes pleaded with her but she ignored meentirely and stalked out of the room. I stripped and went into theadjoining bathroom. It took me close to an hour to rid my body of allit's hair, but thankfully I managed it with only a few minor nicks andscrapes. I dried off, then slipped into the pink terry cloth robe Ifound hanging on the back of the door. Marissa was in bed. .. Cum for us."I shot all that I had as Tanya never even missed a beat. My wife's face was tight against mine as she held me close and whispered into my ear...."I'm so glad that tonight is off to a great start" she whispered. "I really want this and Tanya and James are so willing to help me.... Help us." With what?" I asked, still catching my breath.My wife leaned back and I noticed that she was totally naked, with the exception of a black collar. Her makeup was heavy around her eyes, unlike. Even if she knew my most intimate body scents, I was gettingto know hers. I smiled as I turned on some music, erasing the stationson her boom box and tuning to the stations to what *I* wanted to hearthrough my new female ears I commanded.I saw the clock. It was now 10 in the morning. Feeling like I wanted toshed a bad skin but yet curate the skin I was in, I went to thebathroom, turned on the shower, and got in. I started playing with myboobs, and methodically rubbing my hands up and down my.