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Part 4 of Educating Danielle

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Author: KarenELea
Published:November 15th, 2008
Language:English
Genre:Fiction
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The next day dawned bright and clear. They were at the door at ten sharp. We put the chiller bags in the Rover and headed off, deciding to go north to the Hunter Valley and visit some wineries. I was just happy to be with them both and I was completely head over heels in love with Laura. It was tempting to declare my love to her, but fear of rejection kept me in my place. We had a great day, lunching under a shady tree, tasting wine at some wineries. The day went quickly, too quickly and by six, we were parked back in the garage.

Laura thanked me for a lovely day. I could see that Daniel wanted to come into my place.

"Do you want to surf the net with me Daniel?"

"Could I mum?"

"You can come and watch." I offered.

"No, I have ironing to do and get ready for work tomorrow, and I don't think Jeff needs a sixteen year old under foot."

'"No, its no trouble, if I'm home, he's welcome anytime. I'll even feed him."

She smiled and said, "Have fun."

We walked inside, locked the door, and went to the study to start the computer. Daniel asked if he could get dressed. I really wanted to let him, but explained that I didn't want to upset his mum. He understood and we surfed the net for an hour. We made a sandwich and ate it at the table. Throwing the dishes in the sink, we went back to the study, I told him to stay there, back soon.

I went down to Laura's back door and knocked. She answered.

"Hi."

"Hi, is it alright if Daniel stays the night?"

"That's okay as long as he's not a problem."

"No, never, it's nice to have the company for a change."

"I'm happy he's mixing with somebody else besides me."

"It's funny, I didn't realise how lonely I was till this weekend." She smiled. God, even the smile did things to me. "I'll bring him down in the morning."

"Um�.Jeff."

"Yes."

"I don't know how to say this����.um, if Daniel asks�.about you know, how do I say this����.Daniel may ask about��Karen and its okay�.I'm sorry, this sounds stupid, I can't even string a sentence together��.if he asks, can you discuss it with him or whatever."

"Okay I've got the gist of it."

"Thank you."

"Are you okay, do you want to discuss it?"

"No, I'm really cool with it, but I know Daniel will have questions."

"No worries. Good night."

"Good night."

Walking back to the house, I went into the study. "You've been pinged, my boy."

"Sorry?"

"I was just talking to your mum, she knows."

"She told you?"

"In a roundabout way, yes."

He stared at the computer screen, "I've been so careful."

"Doesn't matter, she's really cool with it. By the way, you're staying the night, that's what went down to ask her."

"Cool. Can I you know�."

"I think so."

We went to the bedroom; he stripped and got his new clothes out. He pulled the panties up his legs, he was about to tuck himself between his legs. I stopped him. "Honey, I'll show you a way so you can sit without squashing your balls."

"It does get uncomfortable."

"What I do is push my penis between my legs and pull my balls out to the front; they create a sort of mound��that's it, now pull up the panties. Makes sitting much more comfortable."

He put the bra on and dropped in the breast forms. Next he stepped in to the skirt and pulled the top over his head. He brushed out his hair, and then I sat him at the vanity. I showed him the makeup and let him do it to see what he knew. Twenty minutes later, I stood in awe, this kid was good. I showed him some tricks with colour and shadow. I looked for some shoes. Mine were nine and half, he took the same as his mum, an eight. I had a white court shoe with a four inch heel that was way too tight for me; I don't what possessed me to buy them. He put them on, they were a bit loose, but he could walk in them. We finished it off with a bit of jewellery and a dab of perfume.

"You are totally awesome." I said as he spun in front of the mirror.

"Thank you."

"If we go out, I'm going to have to watch you, the guys are going to go ape."

"I'm not interested in guys."

"I know, but they will be certainly interested in you."

We hugged. I followed him back to the study. If there was a boy in this package, I couldn't see it. He walked perfectly in the heels. We sat at the computer and surfed the net and discussed transvestism. Even talking to him I forgot that a boy was there, his voice soft and melodious. Before we knew it, eleven o'clock was on us. We were both yawning, but enjoying the conversation too much.

"Come on honey, I have to find Daniel and go to bed."

He looked disappointed, but understood. We went to the bedroom and took the makeup off, then stripped for a quick shower. When he came out, I gave him a nightie to wear. I was about to turn the light out when I had a thought.

"What are you doing tomorrow?"

"Nothing. Stay at home and do the housework for mum."

"Want to come to the studio with me?"

"Could I."

"We'll check with your mum in the morning." We talked till we fell asleep.

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