Baths and Truth make you Clean

Wiggling his toes under the warm scented water, Bailey was enjoying being able to relax. He had been in there just long enough that it made him wonder if Aunt Meg was going to come in. That was a fantasy and a short lived one when he saw her again with her apon ready to give him a hand, but at least she didn't have those rubber gloves. She was an attractive woman and he much rather feel her hands on him than the feel of rubber. "Okay Pumpkin, time to get your nice and clean." Megan got down on her knees on the side of the tub and used a large cup to make sure Bailey's hair was nice and wet before adding in shampoo.

Feeling her fingers and nails through his hair. On his screen scalp felt wonderful. Having her leaning over him seeing his naked body in this manner left him feeling exposed and ****, an odd mix at once. "I just wanted to tell you that you're safe from the police. They told me how Bailey Andrew Smith is still missing, but they moved him from person of interest with all the things with the prostitute, to wanted. Even have a warrant out for him now." She said, still running her fingers through his hair. That didn't sound good, it sure as hell didn't sound "safe." Bailey tried to turn in the tub to look behind him at Megan, but she held him still. "What the fu… I mean why the sugar would he be wanted?" Megan picked up the large cup again and turned on the water again to fill it with fresh water. "Scoot forward and head back so I don't get any soap in your eyes." She had a small smile, loving the self correction. "Let me ask you something, would you like to just in this moment talk like yourself. No need to put on airs and just tell the truth and we can talk about all this?"

Bailey was ready to say hell yes, but was interrupted as she dumped water onto his hair and face. He spit a bit out and waited for her to finish. A few moments of silence went by the impulse to just agree vanishing as he considered what trap she might be setting. While he considered it she started to add conditioner to his hair and he got to feel her fingers on his scalp again. "Yes, but are you planning on punishing me for what I say? Like if I called you a bitch would you hit me?" He felt one of her hands leave his head and move around to clutch his jaw and pinch his cheeks as she turned his head to the side, leaned over him looking him in the eye. "Depends what you say, being respectful couldn't hurt." With that she let go and resumed her task. It was like Bailey was being pampered, but in the cruelest way she could think to do it.

"Okay, Aunt Megan what do the police think I did to deserve a warrant out for me?" It wasn't lost on her how given free room to speak he called her Aunt. "The girl you hired, Candy, is not her real name. She is Rosemarie Edwards and she was mixed up with some bad people I mean beyond you. Not only were you the last one to see her, but your wallet was found at her apartment and it looked like there had been a fight there. So they think you did something to her, or you are an accomplice in other things she has done." Bailey failed to turn around in the tub again as he tried to look at Megan. "I didn't do any of that! How did my wallet get there?" Moving her hand back to Bailey's hair from his shoulder to keep him in place Megan smirked at how he was buying the lie. "Well if you kept it out like how you used to keep it in or on that shared desk she could have grabbed it on the way out. Maybe she did it to make sure you paid her. Scoot forward again." Bailey complied without a second thought as she again started to rinse his hair out.

"I already paid, you always pay first. Jesus, Mommy said.. Mandy told them I would be coming back and now they have a warrant. That means they will come back or keep an eye out for me. Between them and you how will I ever be a man again?" Not till the end of summer if she could help it Megan thought. "What if I hired a PI I could trust that works with Sterling Backgrounds to look into all the bullshit on you? They could clear up the warrant issue so you could get back to your old life." That sounded wrong… good, great even, but she was cruel, not nice. "Why would you want to clear my name? Isn't your goal to make me a woman?" That was a good question, she didn't plan on turning him into a girl. Not at first, the sight of him growing breasts was a shock. The pills she gave him sure as hell shouldn't work that quickly, but it did excite her to have so much control over someone to literally change who they were and she guessed that was why she was doing this. Not just to punish the cretin, not just to help her little sister, but also because she got a thrill from it. "Bailey, my goal is to make you as passable as possible to help my sister and to make sure you suffer for some of your horrible choices. Lift your left arm now." She said, grabbing his arm and lathering under it with a washcloth. "I don't want to see you in jail or hurt. Besides you have to have a way out, you can't pretend to be something your not forever."

Bailey stewed on that for a good minute, lifting his other arm for her to wash him. So many times he had a close call, staying like this wouldn't work, the Connors were going to find out and he did not want to see Mr Connors wraith directed at him. How quickly he handles those boys, and how quick he was to go for a lawyer at the water park. "It won't matter, I will be found out and everything will be worse. Just let me go, Aunt Megan." She didn't **** him to sit still this time when he looked back and he saw concern in her face. "It can, and it will, you just need to have the act down perfectly. Then when the PI does his job Bailey Ann can have to rush off to stay with her ill Aunt on your father's side who wants to spend time with her last remaining family. Your new best friend would think that a normal and sweet thing to do, bless that girl's soul. Bailey Ann will be gone and I will…" Megan paused to give the impression she was thinking even though she had this part loosely planned. "I could offer you ten thousand dollars so that you can make a life for yourself by borrowing from my 401k." Ten grand was a good amount of money, but he didn't want to give up on… Mandy. He stopped and shook his head, splashing Megan with a little water from his wet hair. It was a physical reaction to almost thinking of the woman he loved as his mother. "So you are trying to buy me off after I do all this just to go away?"

Wiping some of the water from her face waved her hand in a no way type of motion. "You can go or do what you want with the money. Think of it as payment for being an actor, or actress." She laughed a little at the joke. "I want twelve." She knew he was trying to speak with authority, but even as he was free to talk as himself, his voice never even seemed to try to go back to his old register throughout the conversation. "I… yeah I can do twelve, but I can't borrow from my 401k twice like this so it will take some time to get the money to pay for the PI. Unless you are willing to wait for the next calendar year to get your acting fee." That was a lot of money, and she didn't ever plan to mention it to Amanda, but she wanted her to be happy. She was sure that more time with Derrick would seal the deal between them and Bailey could use the money to go away. He was never right for her and she could string him along the entire summer with the fake PI. "Shit." Bailey looked at Megan to see if she was going to be upset with the word. "Darn. PIs are expensive right? Ummm, what if I paid for the guy, is five grand enough?" It was the money left over from his parents estate, he wanted to use it for a trip to Vegas with Chuck, but it turned into his escape money. But… clearing his name seemed much more important.

"You have that much money? I thought you and Amanda were struggling right now. Lean forward for me." Megan started to scrub his back waiting for what lie he would spin about the money he didn't really have anymore. "She doesn't know about the money… or the account. It is left over from my parents and I figured we aren't married so I had it just in case." Just in case my ass, she thought, but that was more truth than she expected and wondered if she could get more. "I see where you are coming from and I would argue that you don't have a job and haven't for a while so she has been supporting you, but that doesn't matter. You having that money can be used to clear your name."

Pulling Bailey back she pushed him down and he got the hint to go lower in the water as she leaned forward pressing her large breasts into the back of his wet head. One hand went over his shoulder to dip the wash cloth in the water and run it over his puffy chest. "Oh!" Bailey said as the cloth went across his nipple. She saw him almost move an arm to push her hand away but stopped himself as she ran it over the area again. She could see his dick twitch in the water. "Bailey, I'm going to need you to tell me more. My sister didn't know about the bank account and that makes me think you are hiding more and if I'm going to trust you considering our relationship I need the truth, all of it." She felt his body go rigid from her words, at the same time she could see the tip of his dick sticking up from the water and then twitch at her index finger lightly touched one of his now erect nipples. Bailey's eyes looked about for some type of escape that he already knew didn't exist. To his right was a wall, behind him was Megan and the freedom of the bathroom door that was open was only an illusion. She wanted the truth, the wicked witch of the west wanted him to bare his soul while naked and helpless. If she knew more she could, no she would back out of the deal, but if he didn’t give anything right now she might do that too. “That girl Candy, I, ahh, hired her more than once, three times really.” The hand that held the wash cloth moved down to his stomach, the other now playing with his sensitive nipples. “Must be one hell of a fuck, tell me does it bother you that the woman you paid to have sex with has the same name as your new best friend.” Megan’s lips were right next to his right ear as she whispered her question. Bailey clenched his jaw to keep from moaning, his irritated chest was way too sensitive. “Yes.. a little.” The washcloth moved to cover the tip of his cock and her hand on top like it was a stick shift. “Who do you think is better in bed, Candi or your Mandy?” she said moving her fingers on the tip of his member just a little at a time. Megan could feel what she was doing to him with his breathing. “Mandy, God… Mandy is amazing, but Candy gives the best blowjob I have ever had.”

“Mmmm so you like blowjobs. Was Candy the only girl you have hired?” Megan’s hand moved below the water to rub the cloth over the shaft and to his tightened balls. She hadn’t planned this at all, but it seemed to be doing the trick. “Hmm, mmm... no I hired a few more.” He was sexually deprived enough that she thought he might blow too soon and removed her hand with the cloth from his member and slid it back up so it was resting just above. “I want you to think carefully, Bailey. When I told you I wanted all the truth I meant it and finding out something bad by confession is better than the other way. Who knows what the PI might dig up and who they will talk to. Now you said when I caught you that a man has needs and Amanda was just too busy for you. Have you cheated on her other than these few prostitutes?” Bailey thought hard, he did sleep with a girl at the bar once, but that was when they were first together. Would she count that as cheating? It was fine to date more than one girl at a time to see who you want to be with, but would she see it that way.. She didn’t blow her lid about hiring girls and what if the PI talked to Chuck and he happened to remember that night. “Once, years ago when we were just starting to date. We weren’t even exclusive yet, that doesn’t count.” Megan smiled, he was so worried he was confessing to things that weren’t really a problem. “No, no Bailey no one cares what you did before you and my sister became an item, but those girls you hired. Did you pay for that out of that secret account of yours?” Bailey felt a bead of sweat form on his brow, this was the most awful interrogation ever. Naked, unable to leave, real risks if he was caught lying and she had given him a hard on. “No, it was from our joint account.” Bailey felt Megan retreat from behind him as she moved to the side of the tub and glared down at him. While standing in those shoes and him sitting down it was like a giant was ready to pluck him up and grind his bones to make bread.

“You stole money from Amanda, to pay for sex for yourself. That might be the most selfish thing I have ever heard. Jesus Bailey, but at least you fully admit it instead of me finding out because I swear if I had to wait for the PI to tell me I would use that money from the 401k to send you to Thailand to get surgery to become a woman and leave you there. Now is there more I should know or is this a waiting game till the PI gets done?” Bailey looked down at the cooling water, his dick still just as hard. ‘I’m not enjoying this go down!’ Bailey internally tried to command his manhood, but as he looked at it he knew there was one more big thing. He didn’t think she could send him to another country without him being willing, but the woman was way too creative to stew on what other horrible things she could do to him if she found out and he didn’t say. Slowly he looked up at her, and damn he loved those tight jeans on her. “There.. There is more. I umm.. Ahh you see.” Megan put her fists on her hips and glared at him. “Spit it out!” With a hard swallow he tried to get his thoughts in order. “I got a vasectomy a year and a half ago.” Bailey said in a soft, weak voice. Megan turned her head like she was trying to hear it better. “I’m sure my sister told me the two of you talked about having kids and you decided it was okay to not use protection, but not to take extra measures and if it happened it happened. Did Amanda know and just not tell me?” Megan’s voice was not full of anger, it was as calm as she could make it. “No.. she didn’t know.” Bailey met her eyes and knew the calm voice was a sham. “You see ahh, umm. She really wanted a baby and I didn’t and I couldn’t tell her no and risk losing her, so I told a little white lie.” Amanda blinked several times at him, not believing the gall he just had. “A little white lie, a little white lie is telling your girlfriend she looks beautiful even when she looks sick. A little white lie is telling her you are not hiding something from her when you have a ring and are ready to propose. A huge fucking lie is when you tell your girlfriend you are open to having a child with her if it happens, when you took steps so that it never does!”

Bailey saw her hands ball into fists and he wondered for a second if she was going to punch him right there, but she took a few deep breaths and relaxed. He said not a word till she looked like she was calm or at least calmer. He really wanted to get out of the water, but standing up could provoke the woman and he didn’t want that at all. “Are you still?” Bailey looked away from her for a second, but he needed to know the answer. “Is our deal still good? Are you going to punish me?” Megan for her part took a fluffy towel off the rack and motioned for Bailey to get out of the water and started to pat him dry before saying a word. “We still have a deal. You will be Bailey Ann Best for the summer or until the PI has enough information to make the warrant go away. So long as you do as you are told you will be free before your friend starts senior year, but oh yes. Yes Bailey you are going to be punished.” And never be able to call yourself a man again by the end of it, Megan mentally finished.