Hollis is going to turn everyone into sex slaves class by class!" But that doesn't make sense. Where would she get that sort of power just out of the ...lue?" Who the hell cares, Cassie? She's got it, that's all that matters."Diane sighed. "Dammit, why can't I see these Auras? Heather, I-I'm sorry, but how do I know that you're not ... that Ms. Hollis won't make you mess with me like Melissa did."Heather lay a hand on Diane's shoulder. "Diane, I promised you I wouldn't let that happen again and I. She must have longed for it. Now my boss needed no further encouragement. He picked up her leg and ran his hand down to her thigh, lifting her dress to reveal her panties. With a swift movement he removed it to get access to her. Kissing her leg as he held it in his arms, he pulled her closer to him and guided his cock inside. He was not wearing a condom. She didn’t care. She wanted him inside her urgently; she didn’t want him to stop. With gentle regular thrusts, he got her body moving with. The strings were all that made up the bikini, no cloth. The back of the bottom was a string that went between her buttocks. When she modeled it for me, I couldn't resist licking her cunt and fondling her nipples while she was still wearing it. I told her she might get arrested for public indecency. She shrugged. At dinner Joan told me about her time on the beach. She said the lifeguard came over to her and said that the suit might be too scandalous. She got up off her beach blanket and stood. When he diagnosed I could successfullyundergo orchiectomy without losing material for my future vaginoplasty,I burst into womanly tears of spiritual elevation.Ever since starting my transition six months earlier as a sissy, I hadbeen obsessed with ridding myself of the unsightly presence between mylegs. My male organs grossly disgusted me. Wearing hard gaffs toflatten my pubic area did no good. No matter how expensive or tightthey were, the presence of my male shame could still be.