“What can I do for you today? she asked.I looked at her through the mirror and said, “Just atrim.”She smiled.Brit had just finished ...ith her customer and took themoney. She walked over to the door and locked it thencame over to where I was sitting and leaned her lovelyass against the table and watched Julie cut my hair.“It’s been a long day,” Brit said. I could use a pick-me-up. With that she turned and faced the frontcounter. She bent over, full at the. The thoughts of her had become paramount in my masturbation fantasies. Every time I rubbed my little pussy I would imagine her showing me how much fun it could be to have sex with an older lesbian woman. I would love to have had sex with her. But the chance never came about. She had moved away and I stop doing gymnastics and spent more time running.So I missed our private sessions and her touches, and all of the hidden sexual fun we used to have together.As I ran through the park, admiring the. But what made mydecision was thinking about the fact that I had at that time just been through a divorce andliving alone after that I was really heavy into the dressing and nasty play. I had thought aboutthe camera thing many times before and now here it was. For quite awhile I had been thinkinghow much I would LOVE to shoot myself as a filthy slut and engaging in all the nastiness that Ilove to feel and experience. And now, Here it was, I was now going to do that. And boy did I. Ihad a blast. Words flashed across thescreen but I could hardly read them they went by so fast. The girls wereso pretty. More words on the screen. Then with the music in my ears wasMistress Maddy's voice. "You are a sissy girl. You love to be a sissygirl. Sissy girls don't have cocks. Sissy girls have sissy clitties.Breath deep. Again. You are my sissy now."I was floating as I felt a vibrator start up on my cage and plug. Mycock, I mean clitty became hard in the cage. I could feel the spikesattacking it. I.