We were both wrong!Wendy's next appointment arrived and she walked in with a big smile on her face. I noticed immediately that under her thin knitted ...op her ample breasts were unsupported and also she was showing a fair amount of thigh too from under her short skirt. Again I caught Jen's smiling face and wink. Wendy was a hypnotist dream, going under so easily. Again her story was of the same unknown man making love to her, I could see her breasts rising and falling rapidly as she gave her. To her upper class parents, stardom meant the Met, and that is where they poured their money and their efforts. No tennis, skating, or gymnastics parent was ever more focused, nor drove their child harder. Jenny's entire high school career was in music specialty schools, some of the time away from home. Piano was an integral part of her training, as well, and by her teens, she was quite accomplished at the keyboard.With a naturally sweet disposition, Jenny made it all the way to fifteen years. When the music sang to me. "We're going out of town next week." Theywere going away to visit some family and asked if I could join them.Naturally, I made up some excuse so I could stay back and "watch thehouse" while they were gone. Of course, that meant it was girl time!I had planned to spend the whole week dressed as a woman, even if thatmeant underdressing. I went to work with panties and a bra, woreandrogynous pants and when I would get home I'd let the woman out toplay! It was heaven. “Of course, I do,” Louvel replied. “I can see she is beautiful, but you can have plenty of beautiful women without the risk that comes with this one. I sometimes think it’s the risk that excites you.”“Of course it does,” Le Gris admitted, “but there is something special about this one. Marguerite is different. She is like a perfect flower that you want to pluck so that you alone can enjoy her fragrance and her beauty.”“But surely her husband has already plucked that flower,” Louvel countered.“I.