? She chuckled. ?Now, tomorrow you will apologize to me again as soon as the class sits down. You insulted me in public, you’ll say you’re sorry i... public. Understand!? ?Yes,? he said still sobbing. ?OK, from now you’ll address me as Ms. Stevenson and, I’ll tell you right now, if you ever insult me again in public, I’ll pull your pants down and spank your ass right then and there, in public, do you understand me.? ?Yes Ms. Stevenson, I understand.? ?Remember, as. - J’adore… Vous êtes vraiment douées les filles… Surtout continuez… Marie mes seins et mon ventre… Chloé savonne-moi entre les jambes… Et entre les fesses.Pendant qu’elles m’obéissent, je me laisse aller à la douceur de leurs caresses. C’est les mains de la jolie rousse englobant mes seins et ses paumes écrasant doucement mes pointes tendues qui déclenche mon désir. - Si vous saviez ce que c’est bon… Et savoir que je peux tout vous demander m’excite beaucoup… J’adore être obéit par mes petites. The doubtful crossdresser broke into a cold sweat and her heart startedto palpitate. Then the born again pessimist's hands started to shakeand she felt pins and needles on her hands and feet. She was having anoverwhelming panic attack. It was her first one since she started topunish herself for crossdressing by becoming a lowly sissy maid.Paula knew what she had to do to relieve the symptoms, housework. Shelooked around for something which needed to be clean. She could not findanything other. It was Mom's reasoning that her part-time job would pay more and be more secure than an eighteen-year old's, and besides, someone had to watch the young ones. Since I didn't have a steady boyfriend to consult or oblige, I agreed readily. I was ready to do whatever I had to, just to help Mom.Mom had already left when Dad came into the kitchen, a hand held against his head. "Where is everyone?" he asked, sulking as he sat down at the table.For a moment, I bristled. No 'Sorry.' No 'How are you?'.