” I can feel my face turn red. She giggles and leads me to the changing room “oh don’t worry dear, happens all the time. Fathers enjoy embarrass...ing their children. Let’s get your measurements.” She measures my cup size, waist and hips. I thank her and head back out to the floor. I scan the store until I find my dad rummaging through the corsets. “Look honey this one’s pink!! And it comes with dental floss!” I look at the floor covering my face. “Making up for lost years of embarrassing moments. In fact, she was starving.“I could eat something.” It was all she could admit to him.“You want syrup or jam? We have some peanut butter too.”“Peanut butter on pancakes?” She was astonished.“Several of my sisters won’t eat pancakes without it,” he said. “There’s no accounting for taste.”“Syrup is fine,” she said. It occurred to her that she was having trouble staying outraged.He went through the “Milk or juice or both” question, and put butter on the table and then sat a plate of steaming. .....To say I was stunned would be an under statement and my cock instantly joined hers as hard as It could ever be.I started to babble 'What,,,why,,who.,,public,,,,people'She put her well manicured finger to my lips and said “Just stand there and don't move, or say anything” She ran her hand over the front of my trousers and slowly took down my zip and released my cock.This was amazing. Here I was on a busy street with my hard cock out and a gorgeous naked transvestite standing in front of me. ”“But the baby...” said Misty.“Mikey?” Amanda pinked up just a little. “He’s the light of my life, but I wouldn’t marry his father.” Misty didn’t notice the slight frown that came across Amanda’s brow as she remembered that Bobby was part of the problem she was dealing with.“Oh!” said Misty, embarrassed that she had pried. “That happens back in Hog Holler a lot.”“Hog Holler?”Now it was the singing star whose cheeks got rosy.“That’s where I’m from,” she said. “It’s called Hog Holler, and it’s.