Then she and her boyfriend James could sneak off to theJohnny and Edgar Winter's concert. At least that's what I was lead tobelieve.I walked into the ...rama Class's main room, locked the door, then into thechanging room and locked that door too. My mask of Pat was there on thewig head, padded bra and girdle were there. But the clothes she left forme didn't look right at first, but I remembered she had worn everything infront of me. I put on the padded long line bra, then the padded girdle,and. ‘That’s understandable after all she went through before she came to us.’ I, on the other hand, had been thinking about her apparent lack of expertise in giving a hand-job, and asked, ‘Does she … has she had a boyfriend since she came to live here?’ ‘Not that we know of, Pierre. She is shy around males in general, not just you.’ ‘But bold enough to touch me intimately’, I thought, and then enquired, ‘Do you think she could have a normal relationship with a man one day?’ ‘Time heals,’ my father. "I'm here to help make you the most darling woman in the world." She said as she took him under her wing.She started with a generic make-over. She trimmed and permed his hair and then gave it some frosted highlights. She plucked his eyebrows, giving him graceful, thoroughly feminine arches. The make-up she applied was tasteful and accompanied by many directions and instructions on the how-to's of what she was doing. He was expertly made-up with gray and brown shadows, brown mascara, deep red. Faster than I thought she opened her lips and I felt her tongue on mine. Our hands ran over our bodies as if we had down this several times before. Then she got off my lips and started to kiss my neck, went down to my breasts and kissed the nipples until they were hard as stone. I led her to my bed and she laid down on her belly. I kneeled over her and kissed all her body. She opened her legs to give me better access to her cunt. First only my fingers run through her ass cheeks to her pussi..