It was all packed nicely with all the girlish things I?d need.Wendy showed me how to carry my first purse as I slung it over my leftshoulder. Phew, al... done except the initial sissy mirror viewing.Needless to say I was astonished Billy was completely gone. Insteadthere was this lovely little girl looking back at me. As I moved, shemoved accordingly. I smiled, she smiled. I even attempted a curtsy tothat little girl and she curtsied back at me. To my delight I swishedand sashayed my shirt and. My heart jumped as I stepped into the kitchen.Stacey was standing at the counter with her back to me. Her short hairwas up in loose ponytail, and she was wearing almost nothing. I stoodthere and soaked her in. A simple white bra crossed her back, a woolcheerleading skirt, white socks, and white sneakers. I felt my cockgetting hard. As I noticed the open wine bottle she said,"I think that tonight, you should do what I did to you a few days ago..." What do you mean?" I answered."I think that. Are you ready to try that?”“Spank an adult? I haven’t been spanked since I was 8 or 9. Is this, you know, normal?”“Discipline is the foundation of mental health. The fact that your parents stopped at a time when it was just becoming critical may account for some of your current self-control problems. I don’t normally spank grown, married women in my office but then most normal grown married women don’t come to me with your problem. It is the only way that I know to help. If you want my help,. She had one like Edward Van Halens guitar. Another like Jimmy Hendrix’s guitar.She came out of her room with a tighter shirt and a pare of jeans cut into tight short shorts that the cupped pussy and pelvis area to make a cute looking camel tow. I don’t think she was wearing a bra either. I could sort of see the out line of her nipples when I looked at her tits.“Whoa, you look… you look…” I was sweating practically and swallowing my tong. “You look hot.”She chuckled a bit when I said that..