Working off another day of being (full) of rubber cock. Since my sons had thrown ALL my underwear out. Matt had gone to the trouble of making me a cou...le of small straps attached to a leather gusset. This held my dildo in place and kept my cock hidden. It was very easy to fit and unclipped very quickly.... how thoughtful of him! I stepped out of the loo to find Sue, one of the other shop assistants leaning against the counter. I looked her in the eye and there was no denying what I had been. “That’s different – at least among my dance students.”“That’s my fault,” Rhonda said. “I took up martial arts when I gave up dancing, and I didn’t discourage her from doing some of my training.”“Pretty good, huh?” Susan grinned.“I can kill you 27 different ways,” Rhonda said, freezing the smile on Susan’s face. “My sister, Sharon, is a tiny thing, and she’s so good it scares me”“I only know 14 ways to kill someone,” Carly said. “But I’m getting there.”“Do not fuck with that girl,” Jane muttered. ‘Just keep it full.’ Chris twisted slightly so he could stare at might through the ice filled glass. ‘I don’t really care what it is as long as you keep ’em coming. That cool?’ ‘Of course. Like I said I’ve got one rule for the night. No suicides. Not joking either. The last two years someone has died either on or near the premises on V Day. I’m tired of filling out police reports that say the same damned thing. Being single on V Day drives people crazy and shit happens.’ Mike managed to force a. Marcus was smiling at me as he worked so I smiled back at him because Ibelieved that he was the best thing to come into my life. He readjustedmy bra again and pushed my pecs up to form a deep cleavage and said,"That is perfect."As I was saying Marcus and I are a gay couple and when he learned that Iused to dabble in crossdressing in secret it caught his interest to thepoint he had grown more fascinated with it as of late. He kept asking mequestions about what I did, what I wore, where I went.