Thompson was wearing tan coloured knee high heeled boots, a black mid thigh length skirt and red blouse that was open a few buttons helping show off h...r small pert cleavage, of which I had a problem not to get caught trying to catch a peek. After having a quick look in the loft I proceeded to get set up for cutting and fixing, while Jessica went back down stairs to make me an offered cup of tea. While flooring out the loft my mind wondered to sexy fantasies of fucking Jessica in all manner of. Achref non mi aveva amato particolarmentecome uomo gay, considerandomi pi? un oggetto sessuale che non un vero eproprio partner. Ma da quel venerd? che avevo cominciato la transizionenei suoi occhi vedevo una luce diversa. Di uomo innamorato. Io, sottoeffetto degli ormoni, mi sentivo in uno stato particolare, di grazia e divirt?, pervasa da un sentimento di femminilit? profondissimo emeraviglioso. Anch'io ero innamorata follemente del mio uomo. Le sueparole: "Ti sento mia. Tu appartieni a me.. Connie explained to me how she was nervous but that she needed to be punished for the bad she had done when she was younger, she had let men touch her when she was far too young to allow this, she told me how had sex many times with men old enough to be her grandfather. It seemed that Connie was addicted to sex, often with unsuitable partners and now she realised that she needed to be punished for her past. We met up today for our first time, as time was tight and the only time she could get. .. that monster. I'll burst and die if I can't get this off my chest. So PLEASE?" Okay," was all I said."Well he shoved me into his room. Then threw me onto his bed. I tried to get up, but he pushed me down. I was stupid enough to try again, and he slapped me. He then asked me ... no he told me, "You're sleeping around. How could you, you slut?" I tried to deny it but that just caused him to slap me again. He told me since I was sleeping around and I was a slut now, and that I broke his heart.