"Now Sophie, we are going to put you into a few salon gowns, a fewplastic shampoo capes and a plastic raincoat or two. We will then tieyou into this ...versized salon chair. While I am securing you, Gisellewill pack up your lovely feminine finery for the trip. Do you have apassport? Oh! It doesn't matter if you do. No one will know thatyou have left the UK or entered the US. Once there, you will be thebound, sissy curler and scarf slut of your dreams." As Sharon waswhispering these words. Thats Alex, as his soapy hands slide gently over his crack. Oh yeah, that feels so loving, youre outdoing yourself. Um, youre like Alex in that regard. Appreciatively, Thanks, Sean, as he pulls Seans cheeks apart. Clean as rump roast, Id say. Are you sure. I want you to be sure. Working over the crack some more, Jeff s amazed at how up-front Sean is. He wouldnt want to share what he had been thinking. But it sounds like a good idea now, Sean. I laughed at you. But I thought your boner was. Ken rarely called home when he was gone so I planned on spending the night at Jeff's when the party was over. I got there early and Jeff and I had a very satisfying session before getting up and getting ready for the party. Knowing that I wouldn't be driving home I drank a lot more than I normally would have. In short I was feeling no pain and was just a little bit out of it.The party was a weird experience for me. I was the only white person there and while the men all seemed okay with my. First she took off her shoes, then her stockings (She wore the knee-high nylons popular with women of her age), the dress she wore. It buttoned down the front, so it was easy to remove. Then she sat there in just her underwear, panties and bra."Go ahead, DeeDee, take it all off."She slid her panties down her bottom, lifted herself up and then eased them down her legs and finally kicked them off completely."Now, your bra." Do I have to?" she asked, somewhat embarrassed."Yes. You have to."She.