The vibrator is small, pointed like a bullet with only one setting… and it's powerful. Turning it on, I rub it delicately across my clit. Fuck, that...feels amazing. I lay back and imagine it's your tongue, slicking backwards and forwards across my sweet spot, making me moan your name.I think of your head buried between my thighs, sucking my lips into your mouth then biting on my clit. I moan your name again, pinching and twisting a nipple between my fingers. My bullet moves inside me, teasing me. "I finished the laundry and hitched a ride into town. I walked around, had a quick lunch and came back. We should be seeing our guys pretty soon."Everything was back to normal, or so it seemed."I didn't mean to upset you this morning," I said, hoping I wasn't reopening a touchy subject."I know," she said, not adding anything."When I do something like that, please tell me. I'm kind of clueless. I can use all the help I can get." Yeah ... I noticed." I couldn't see her face, so I couldn't tell. Also, his feet were getting sore from spendingthe day in the higher heels and his penis was getting sore as the girdleuncomfortably squeezed his erection and his testicles very tightlyagainst his body. He wanted to get home and take this off.?Ok, let?s try ?em on!? Stephanie said.?What? Why???You didn?t think we were just going to buy these without seeing if theyfit, did you? You need to try them on before we leave the store.?Stephanie marched him over to the fitting rooms where a woman with. "No use denying it to me. I'm a genie. You've always thought you'drather be a woman. Your wish is my command. Easily done."I don't know how she knew, but she knew. I always had thought it, but I'dnever admitted it or even lived it. I was content as a heterosexual guy,not terribly good looking, not awful, and I dated women. Occasionally. Iwasn't gay, I guess, but I would rather have been a woman."Okay," I said uneasily. "I wish I was a beautiful, healthy, 23-year-oldwoman." Done," the.