Maybe I should have bought looser jeans?I wanted put on my trainers but I found myself self putting my hosieryencased feet back in my knee length leat...er boots with a stiletto heel. Itdidn't feel right to put such beautiful hosiery in trainers.Could I stop there? No. I was still a Goth even if I was trying to forcemyself to undergo a sex change so I obviously couldn't bring myself to goout without my false eyelashes and makeup!So I looked kind of androgynous, but definitely more female than. "He stood up swiftly, swooped and slung her over his shoulder. He thumped his chest and grunted. Barbara flailed her legs uselessly. She pummelled his bottom to no avail. He tramped upstairs with her and dumped her unceremoniously on his bed. Barbara cowered in a foetal ball but her laughing eyes were on his. He gathered her up in his arms again and gently kissed her."My little Jane," he murmured and set her gently down on the bed again. He sat beside her and stroked her hair. Neither said a. I kept sucking hungrily on her breasts and slowly moved to her side. I moved one of my hands from her breasts and moved them down on her stomach. It was soft. I kept rubbing her belly and mover my fingers to her navel. I circled her navel with my fingers and saw that she had started heaving her hips very hard. I got that she was getting aroused totally.I had admired her breasts for a long time and now the animal in me had been totally aroused and my dick was rock hard and waiting to burst. I. "What time is it?" Plenty of time," mom insisted. "You want to make him wait for you anyway. It heightens expectations."I decided I'd never be any good at this mating dance thing. I'm one of those people who's always at least five minutes early for everything.Still on her knees, mom rocked back, looking thoughtful. "We need a little something," she mused. "Wait here a minute."In moments she was back with a length of gold ribbon. Kneeling again, combing and tugging gently on my pubic hair, she.