"Yes," Nicholas said. The collection was his most cherished possession.It was the one thing, an obsession, that his mother and aunt and uncleallowed h...m to keep that was at all feminine."Mom also has a unicorn collection!," Amber said."Yes I do," Amanda said as she looked up from her work of foldingclothes. "Oh my gosh....you still have that one?"Nicholas was holding a light blue unicorn with purple hair. On its sidewas written the name "Mandy" in a child's hand writing."Yes, she was my first,". I have also had them thelongest.In fact, the black jumpsuit was my first article of feminine outerwear. Ihad been kept dressed in women's underwear for some time. Ellen (for whomthis is written) had enjoyed feminizing me and for my part, I enjoyedplaying the role. One morning, after waking up, showering, and tuckingmyself into my panties and control top hose, tightening my waist cincher,and stepping into my silken teddy - my standard underwear for the day - sheinterrupted my dressing. Wash off any hair, but this time don’t dry everything off.” I pushed her into the shower. She looked quizzically at me but complied.The secret of a good shave is proper preparation. For the initial trim, the site must be dry, but for the shave, wet and supple is the key. If I get a better shave after showering, why wouldn’t a lady. I switched blades again. Elyse popped out of the shower moments later, clean and ready to go. After she dried everything but her cunt off, I positioned her as before. “How do you want me, baby doll?” I asked into the darkness, intentionally lowering my voice to a sexy, slow drawl and tacking on the endearment just to lay it on thick.There was no answer for a full minute. I almost thought she might have left.“You are at home,” she said eventually instead of giving me proper directions.I rolled my eyes. Okay, now the power game was getting on my nerves a little. Perfectly affable, my ass.At home, huh? “Well, then.” I got up again, undid the button, unzipped.