Proud To Be A Sissy Chapter 2

"Then he started on about how his ex-wife ran off taking their daughter and leaving a room full of stuff behind that he doesn't have the heart to look at never mind going through. He thinks he'll be able to rent out the room if it's cleared up."

"He probably drove her away." Mom stated, "I don't want Kary anywhere nearer to that man than possible. If I knew what lived there when we bought the house we wouldn't have moved there."

"Who cares, really dear?" Dad said frowning, "If nothing else at least Kary can help him make the place look a little better."

"Besides, he is eighteen now," he smiled at her, "let Kary make up his own mind for once. You got to cut that umbilical cord someday sweetheart."

"We will talk about this later," she said icily to him before looking at me, "well Kary what do you think about all this?"

"I don't know mom, I guess it would be okay with me." I hesitated looking at my plate, "Like dad said maybe I can help him make his yard look better.

But I knew I only had one choice in the matter anyway, if I refused the offer. Mr. Clark would just throw those photos around and I felt that even my home wouldn't be a welcome, safe refuge anymore. I could feel mom staring at me and looking over to my father he seemed intent on his steak, so the rest of the meal was finished in a cold silence.

I went straight to bed when we got home that night and laid there listening to my parents as they tried to argue quietly. I almost forgot about those pink panties lying under my pillow until my fingers touched them. Thinking what to do as I held them in the dark, I took a thumb tack and pinned them on the inside of the blinds hoping no one would notice. I couldn't get to sleep, so I started to think about all that had happened to me lately and why. I had made allot of discoveries about myself, like how good it felt holding, stroking and taking Jeff's large cock into my mouth and pleasing him. I found I felt good wearing girl's clothes and even though I didn't really care for Mr. Clark, I did enjoy the way he made me dress and forced his cock into my ass and all those other things he made me do.