"Within minutes, the rain came in streams soaking the lush green landscape. Sitting in her chair there near the window, she watched the rain fall as s...e prepared for the day. Dipping her fingertips into the shea, she rubbed the cream into her skin. Bringing both feet to her hands, she rubbed her toes working her way up the legs, massaging deeply into the muscle. Her hands held an inner thigh in each. She watched the blood flow and color appear where she worked.Feeling the deep massage made her. I wondered if Marshall really like me as a girl or if he had just said and did those things so he could get himself off. How could I ever face him again? Would he ever tell anyone what happened today? As the night wore on I thought more and more of being dressed in Jennifer's clothes. I really did look like a girl. What would it be like to be dressed up like that and be able to go the mall or a school dance? Would people know?As I got ready for bed I was drawn once again to the. "I was puzzled. What did he mean, clean his cock. I went to go to the bathroom to get a towel. "Where are you going slut." I'm going to get a towel" On your knees and use your mouth to clean it." No. That's disgusting and dirty. It will have p*o on it."He grabbed his belt and my hair with his other hand. "No. Please don't." I begged, expecting the belt across my arse."I told you not to disobey me again." As he raised the belt above his head I looked on in disbelief as the belt came down across. ’ Wait a minute, I didn’t remember talking about going somewhere. Strike that, I didn’t remember talking about anything. She gave me the look, indicating that I should get my coat and shoes on, and rather then make things more uncomfortable then they already were, I went along with it. It wasn’t until we were nestled onto the ‘number two’ bus, leading onto Spring Garden Road, that I gained the nerve to establish some sort of conversation. ‘So, (I paused for a brief second) where are we going?’.