Mark also passes the torch when he leaves.

You and Mark pack the last of his stuff into his car and head back into the house for a last goodbye.

"I love you Mark. You will do great at college and know I am here anytime you need me," you tell him lovingly.

"I know dad. I love you too. At least with Tyrone moving in you won't have an empty nest," he replies.

"Huh uhm what uhm," you stutter.

"Look dad, I know why you've been on edge. Tyrone told me everything."

"He did," you ask incredulously.

"Sure, he told me how he has decided to take you for a lover now. He is going to move in after I've left for college. You're to tell everyone he's using my room now because he's got no where else to go. I know you didn't know this till now and I wasn't supposed to tell you, but I didn't feel comfortable deceiving you. I was shocked to find out about you. Of course, I've always known Tyrone was gay. But this is the twenty first century, so you don't need to worry. I've already told the neighbors that Tyrone will be staying in my room. So they will be expecting to see him around. Goodbye dad. And please take great care of our daddy for me while I am gone. He loves waking up to a blowjob and falling asleep with his dick in an ass. He won't mind if you find and fuck a girlfriend, as long as he still gets to fuck you as much as he wants. But we both know that won't matter much to you, will it daddy's bitch," he says. Then he pulls your collar out of your pocket and fastens it around your neck. He takes time to fiddle with the tag, so that "Daddy's bitch" is front and center.

You watch your 19 year son start the engine and pull out of the driveway and head down the street. You walk into the house shocked, you had expected it to be over today, the end of the weekend at the latest. Know you know this is just the begining. You think about your strapping young boy and how he too is your daddies bitch. You wonder how Mark fell. You knew it was your crossdressing but Mark has never been in your room since Jenna died. You know now that you are one hundred percent Tyrone's bitch. Tyrone has all the pictures you sent him, enough to make a great profile and he also controls your son. You pop a boner as you wonder what is in store for your future.