I knew the fallacy of that line of thinking and mentally kicked myself. If I hadn’t devoted the time it took to learn about the National Service and...the law and regulations that governed it, I’d never be in the position of playing promotional concerts for them.“J, what’s been on your mind lately? I know it’s been busy as hell since we got back from DC, but you seem a little distracted.”“You know me so well,” I laughed. “I guess I’ve been worried about the impact we’re having on the family. I. Now I was experiencing the feeling. As I looked over towards the wall, I saw myself in the mirror above the dresser. I looked so sexy. Just as other crossdressers' have said to themselves as the ultimate compliment, I thought "I'd fuck me!" As I watched myself, Michelle moved up behind me. Pulling my ass into her groin, she slowly humped me from behind. Bump, bump, bump. With each bump, my boobs swayed against my chest. "Doesn't it feel incredible to have tits?" she asked in a dreamy. I literally didn't know how to react, me sitting there with my "willie" in my hand he glanced down as I tried to hide what I was doing 's okay' he said softly, then he reached down and unzipped his trousers and reached inside. As he freed himself he turned slightly and leaned back against the wall, and returned to watching the screen. I glanced over and watched as his penis eased it's self out of his pants. Oh my, I've seen dicks before this, some on screen, some at the Spa I'd worked at,. I'm sorry." Tarifa spoke."Give me my pants." He said quickly. "You do not need to see me like this any longer."Tarifa picked them up and held them out to him, this time avoiding where her eyes wanted to go, and she rose to her feet as he pulled his pants up. She watched as he pulled his boots over and began returning them to his feet. "Isra ... what ... what did you mean before?"He didn't look up at her, "About what?" You said they ... they could smell that you hadn't..." Tarifa couldn't.