Looking back it is strange how different the makeup and the application of it are now from way back then with it being far more complicated to apply a...n inferior product and a result that smeared and spoiled so easily and that I presume had not changed much from the 1950s to the way it was in the 1980s.Anne brushed out my wig, a red shoulder length one and handed it to Clare who had already put on a very tight wig cap on my head so the wig could be secured with a few sets of crossed over hair. "Hameez bowed and backed out of the Princess's private chamber within the huge tent. A moment later he returned, a dark haired woman following behind him. Despite her undressed state and the heavy metal collar welded around her neck she walked with her head held high, pride emanating from her every graceful move. With a simple nod Elaheh ordered the young woman to be brought forward. Quickly, she was bound, her wrists and ankles locked to a tall, wooden rack that stood in the centre of her. There is now no rationalisation that you can hide behind.He does up his fly an leaves, as you lie there limply; motionless; pathetically. Unable to move a muscle but whimpering and sobbing like a girl.You know that you have passed the point of no return.You can no longer be a man. And you know you can not be a real woman.Suddenly, puff! You are now a sissy. A fag. Forever.Strangely the realisation fills you with self-loathing and arousal simultaneously. A sense of horror and ecstasy all at. He said, "Mother have a seat so we can talk. This is not the first time we've discussed this. Do you realize how much money you have been spending? You're about to burn through the entire trust in less than 4 years since Dad died. You can't keep doing this, it has to stop." "Oh, I know I spend quite a bit, but why can't your Mother have nice things." He gasped, exasperated, "Mother, you are just so spoiled! I can't let you waste my father's money like that! This has to stop, and it stops.