There are so many obnoxious guys catcalling at me that I can’t even make out intelligible words.Eddie is laughing and starts talking at me in a baby...talk voice. “Calm down baby. Daddy’s gonna clean up that naughty-waughtie pussy. You just hold still and everything’s gonna be alright.”The crowd of people standing around my split legs is laughing uproariously and all I can do is shake and sob uncontrollably as Eddie takes a warm wet bar rag and starts to scrub my slit with it. I hear Bill in. "Sorry, you are just so fucking hot. I want to do everything there is to do with you." he said, his hands pulling off my shirt. And then he whistled. I had never had any man whistle at me like that. His lips were on me before I could reply. My hands slid around the back of Tom's head while I responded to his kisses with my own. Then I heard the sound of my zipper getting unzipped. My cock hardened as it came into view. "Ooohhh naughty boy isn't wearing any briefs or boxers." Tom said with a. Her whole body shakes hard. Down to the floor.There is a pause. She takes a little while this time. He waits until she is fully up."Say make me scream master." he says in a calm voice.The very words are like being lit on fire. She cannot believe the sensations. Her pussy is far beyond wet but that command. And the knowledge that she will follow it. That she wants to. Is like a raw pulse of pleasure. She feels one line of wetness run down her inner thigh.Her voice is a little shaky since there. "We'll help each other: we both need to transitionafter all, me into femininity and you into employment so it makes sensethat we help each other doesn't it?"Melinda surprised me with her thoughtfulness. She had a clear handleon what was needed so I guess that I let her take the lead. Sheobviously knew more about being a girl than I did so I it was obviousthat I should learn from her.As I was finishing my coffee she leaned over and kissed me on top of myhead which was the first time that she.