“Something sure smells good!” he said.“Yep, I made us some breakfast. Sit down and I’ll serve it up for you,” I said smiling. Dad and I ate ...our breakfast and I couldn’t quit grinning… today was going to be one of those days a girl remembers for her whole life!As soon as breakfast was done I went to put the dishes in the dishwasher. “Forget the dishes for now, honey. I know how anxious you are to get going, so you run upstairs and get yourself all dolled up for our date. I’ll take care of these. FallsI liked to dress my self in my mother's clothes ever since I was young, I imagined that was the right thing because I believed that I was a girl.When my sister was born I saw a lot of difference between her and me in the groin area but still I didn't make a difference around my sexuality and my body.Dad was always away so I lived in a house dominated by my Mom and my baby sister who worshiped me.I was more feminine than her sometimes, which made my mother hit me with a belt a lot of times. " He paused and walked toward the foot of the bed, where he sat down in a nearby chair, which faced Danica.Danica sat down on the bed, her posture straight and rigid, doing her best to face the madman with poise. She crossed her legs in a well-mannered fashion and laid her hands in her lap. Danica looked at him with what she hoped was an absent look that conveyed she was barely interested.Zoraster laughed, "Had the fool resisted, I likely would have given him leave when his shift had ended. As. Since we no longer had the luxery of my empty house to fuck in on weeknights other arrangements had to be made. He caught me one lunch time and told me to arrange a study date with him and his brother Peter that night. He told me he'd be picking me up at six and taking me for a drive. He wanted me to be ready with something particularly slutty. I being the ever obedient sissy slut agreed and looked forward to seeing my two favourite cocks again that evening. When I got home I was straight to my.