You can see my nipples poking through the material."Always answer the door dressed like that do you?" you ask with a smile."Oh hush and come in, it's ...old" I reply grabbing your hand and pulling you in, closing the door quietly behind us. I lean back against the door and pull you hard towards me, both hands in the waistband of your jeans. You put out your hands to stop from falling then lower them to my waist as I kiss you and wriggle my hands further down the front of your jeans, restricted in. He's the man here. I don't think anyone could argue with thatafter last night. Tuck, you refer to her as Annie, or as Sissy Annie." I like it," Tuck said, grinning. "We'll make her a sissy, a flamboyantone. I say that every day for the next month, we take Annie another steptoward being a a panty boy. What do you think?" I think that's a marvelous idea," Annie chuckled. "Don't you, Sissy?" No, I ... " Oh, come on, Annie. This is all for you. It will enhance your immersioninto our new lives. Tell. Please!"Tommy paused for a few seconds, then handed the phone back to Beverly. He watched her intently and tried his best to hear the buzzing on the other end as Beverly laughed and chatted with Marie.Finally Beverly hung up and turned to face Tommy."Well, she agreed to let you off this time."Tommy let out a huge breath of air, then began sobbing, he was so relieved."But!" And she paused a second or two. "But, she said you had better damn well be PERFECT on Wednesday at the party, no matter. ‘I don’t know. Why?’ Her answer wasn’t verbal, but the point was quickly understood. She arched up her hips pulled up her skirt, revealing the bright red cotton panties she was fond of wearing. Wasting no time she hooked her thumbs in the waistband and stripped off the flimsy bit of fabric, showing him her black bush that grew practically wild at around her pussy. ‘Fuck me,’ she told him. It took him no time at all to pull off his pants and kneel in front of her parted thighs. Nancy’s feet were.