So I showed her my DL and she looked at it pretty close, looked at me then at the picture and then she put it in her pocket and said you look much bet...er today than when this was taken, follow me. she there is a private piercing room with no windows she lets me in and closes the door behind us. she looks me up and down and pats a metal table and says have seat k**do. she asks me what I want done and I say I want my nipples done, and maybe my belly button and maybe um a bit lower down. Well. As I stood with my back to the shower head, the flowof the water was quite different from what I was used to as a man.Streams of warm water poured over and around my breasts, as if seekingevery avenue to touch every inch of my new "girls". As I soaped them, Iwas aroused at the sight of my areolae and nipples standing out withtuffs of soap suds peaking at the tips of my firm mounds. It looked andfelt like a sundae with a cherry on top, waiting for someone to lick itoff. Turning to face the. I finished my cigarette and stubbed it out in the ashtray. "You can put your chequebook away Contessa," I said. "I don't want your money." She looked at me, confused. I don't believe she had ever had someone turn down her offer of cold hard cash. Everyone could be bought, couldn't they? Just wave a big enough cheque at them. She looked both beautiful and helpless at that moment. Such depravities were lurching through my mind at that instant, unbidden. And all of them with her naked or well. My nipples immediately harden in excitement. I run my arms under his shirt, feeling his warm flesh beneath my hands. I quickly pull his shirt up, trying to get it over his head. I’m too short, even on tip-toe and I reward him with a alluring smile as he helps remove and discard it. I breathe deeply, inhaling his scent. I wrap my arms around his neck and reach up to gently place a kiss on his full lips. His eyes are blazing with need as he deepens the kiss. I respond hungrily, almost ferociously.