"Put the posy down there sissy and give me a proper full curtsey."She did a curtsey that under normal circumstances I would consideracceptable; the st...cking-tops, suspender-straps were shown as was abrief glimpse of her knickers. However these were not normalcircumstances, I wanted more!"Lift you dress higher for me sissy, you need to be displaying yourselffor your man; you need to make the superior alpha male want you as hisbitch; now show me your knickers young lady." You have no shame or. I have had an urge to want to do it to you for a while and it was really strong then, so I just did it. I could never do that as “him” though only now dressed as Michaella." She said, "Well did you like it?” I told her "Like it? I can't believe it but yes, it was very kinky and exciting." She said "Knowing that you were tasting your own semen from me, sort of short circuited my brain for a moment. Did it taste okay to you?"I laughed and said. "Well it was different. Yes it was okay."She laughed. The rainstorm that was blanketing all of California that spring was particularly mean in the dark. I drove faster than was safe, but I reasoned that my brain was feeling extra alert and focused.Still, being alert and focused won't stop you from hydroplaning, and after one blind curve I couldn't stop myself from rear-ending the stalled truck in front of me.Luckily, nobody was hurt (well, nobody except my poor minivan. The grill and bumper looked like a crinkled gum wrapper). The other driver was. "Lunch is inside. Bring it up to the deck." I retrieved the tray from the refrigerator. As I climbed the stairs, I couldn't help but wonder if this lunch would proceed like the one of three days ago. My pulse rate increased with each step.Aunt Jane was in the same spot, reclining on the lounge and wearing another of what seemed like a limitless supply of bikinis. This one looked to be of cotton fabric and had black and white stripes that angled across the bra and the bottom. Though it covered.