26-TV FICTION CLASSICS

BORN TO BE

A DAUGHTER SANDY THOMAS ADVERTISING -27

"Get yourself ready, I'm taking you back to the Lamb house." Bob announced.

"Huh?" Ted squeaked.

"I'm terminating the deal!" Bob spat. "I've tried to help you, but all I've gotten in return is resistance and disrespect. I've had enough! I give up!"

Ted stood red faced, his skirt hiked up so he could massage his very sore rear. "Okay!" he sobbed. "Give me my money and I'm gone!"

"You don't get any money!" Bob insisted. "You were to be my daughter until my promotion, and I haven't been promoted."

"What do you mean, no money?" Ted asked with a panic filled voice. "I earned that money, and I need it NOW...to live on!"

"That's tough! A deal is a deal. Men understand THAT!" I followed Bob down the stairs and asked, "Wasn't that a little harsh?"

"No!" he snapped. "The little wimp isn't willing to live by our agreement. He refuses to accept our relationship. I don't have to put up with that kind of attitude!"

Half an hour later, Ted came down with a few of his possessions. He wore the most masculine apparel available, a pair of white shorts and a loose fitting sweater. Leaving all his dresses, skirts, lingerie, makeup, and anything else associated with being Barbie, he silently followed Bob to the

car.

After they left, I broke down and cried. My whole life was falling apart! I'd made love to a man, my son hated me, and my wife didn't care what was happening to me. I was miserable!

"I hope Ted is all right," I stammered when Bob returned an hour later.

"That's for him to worry about," he stated grimly. "We have other things to concern ourselves with."

"B...but he's my son," I cried.

"I know," Bob softly replied as he took me in his arms. "Don't worry honey, I'm sure everything will be all right."

Despite his reassurance, I was in a funk the rest of the day. Bob recognized my mood and tried to comfort me whenever he thought appropriate. I was thankful he didn't make any advances when we went to bed. Sleeping with Bob was somehow comforting, but we slept on our own sides of the bed. I tossed and turned while he slept like a baby.

Three days passed without hearing from Ted, but Bob

Before he knew what happened, Ted found himself draped over Bob's lap being given a sound spanking. "You can't do this to me!" Ted cried, but the spanking continued.