I guessed she must be his wife. Late fifties or early sixties, long curly salt-n-pepper hair, and a pretty face. She looked up from the book she was r...eading, waved and gave me a very fetching smile. I smiled and waved back. By the time I reached the rear of the RV, he had a big side storage door open and was rummaging around in it. The storage compartment looked like an auto parts store. He had spare filters, gallon jugs of oil, coolant, windshield washer fluid, batteries, fan belts, hoses,. So my mother and Katy after little deliberation decided that Jeremyshould be feminised, and they planed the whole ordeal like a real D-day.First they went and bought Chloroform, then girl's panties, tights,training bras and a lot of girl clothes, I was excited to participateon this thing and modelled all the dresses on the store.Poor Jeremy didn't knew what was coming, on breakfast the next day theystarted to talk about the last thing that Jeremy had done, he hadvandalized his Teacher car only. He made me lift my skirt right up and walk round the class, so all the girls could see what a naughty girl I was. It was very embarrassing, the thong doesn’t cover much up. Mr Jones and all the girls could see my bum and all. Then he made me take it right off and pin it to my blouse. Then Mr Jones made me stand on a chair at the front of the class and lift up my skirt. All the girls could see my quim. Some laughed and pointed at me. I had to stay there all through the lesson and I still had to. "* * *That night Dawn lay on her bed with a magazine, with Willow and Tara having gone to bed earlier. Normally by now Dawn would have heard them crying in passion through her walls. She liked that; it made her feel safe and comfortable that her two friends were still very much in love. But all was silence.Dawn hoped they hadn't had an argument. They very seldom did, but they scared her. Each time they argued she worried it was like her Mom and Dad, and that they'd split up and she'd be left on.