"Well good," she started determined to take control of the situation."As this will be your room from now on. If you want to act like agirl then you w...ll be treated like a girl, in every way. Is thatunderstood young lady?" Yes Mummy," I replied with confusion. I didn't understand what shemeant but I could tell she was being very serious. Like she was when Ihad been caught doing something dangerous or naughty. But she wasn'ttelling me I had done anything wrong, or at least I didn't think so.. .. It was time to play the waitinggame. ****Jack Peters was your ordinary teenage guy. It was his eighteenth birthdayand he was wondering the streets of Melbourne alone. The day had startedwith him and six of his mates cruising the streets while he had used thenew perks of being one year older to buy his buddies some drinks -legally now. It's not like he was a bad guy, he just wanted to celebrate hiseighteenth like any other teenager would - by getting drunk out. “Of course you can… anything,” I replied.Taking my hand, and with both of us still wearing just towels, Emily led me to her dresser.“I have something to admit… “ she started saying as she pulled the second drawer open.My eyes almost popped out of their sockets! I’d never seen anything so amazing and was absolutely delighted at what I saw.“It’s… it’s… a bit of an obsession… maybe even a fetish,” she muttered.I couldn’t even look at her, my attention was 100% focused on the drawer in front of me.. It was time for him to perform his next humiliating cuckold duties. As I leant against the door I heard none of that. I only heard silence but I knew that in that silence there would be touching and intimacy taking place. We used to do it back in those early days together, Abe would be no different to me in touching her; stroking her; feeling her. Abe would be exploring her body just as I had done. I didn’t wait around for long. I heard them kiss and I heard Trish say ‘Goodnight’ to him. It.