Steve doesn't know about it yet but I'm sure I will enjoy watching him unwrap it." With a sly smile I added, "You aren't going to tell him are you?" O...f course with the gag in her mouth Amy's response was limited to an indignant squawk.As the seriousness of my intent dawned on Amy she yanked and pulled at the handcuffs, twisted and turned trying to knock me off all to no avail. Ignoring her struggles, as well as the muffled protests, I calmly unsnapped Amy's bra revealing her pert breasts.. Like when we go where the brush is thick and scratchy." So you're going to walk around in front of me naked?" Sorry, but yes. And if you were smart, you would too." Oh, so I'm a dummy." You know I didn't mean that. All I'm saying is you don't have the experience we do living here. By the way, how'd you sleep?"My mother looked up and glanced at my dick before looking back down. "Fine. I slept good." No nightmares?"Again she looked up, now with her eyes locked on mine. "No. Why?" Oh, nothing.. Over the next couple of months, I struggle. I’m used to sharing family dinners topped with my mom’s pineapple pie, lingering over Sunday breakfasts of chocolate chip pancakes, watching my brother’s baseball games, braiding my sister’s hair before we go for a run together. I know I’m supposed to enjoy my freshman year in college, but the truth is I’m lonely. I miss my family. I miss my dog. I finally finish the school year, clean out my dorm room, and move up north for good, making a clean break. But the other four days were now special, belonged to the ever-emergingfeminized Frankie. He'd wake, shower, then set his hair. After dryingoff, he'd coat his skin in lotion and moisturizer. He'd spray perfumeinto the air and walk into it. He'd pick out the cutest underpants andpadded bra and take pains to slide into his lingerie. He'd then roll outstockings and fasten them to a matching garter belt. After he had gottenthis far, he'd pick out his clothes and lay them out on the bed..