Mrs. Aviles and Danny then leave me and they go into the service room. I take a seat on a high stool, look down to see my wrinkle-free tan slacks, the... my feet nicely meeting the carpeted floor. I can easily see any activity through the large mirror/window.I should describe the attractive Mrs. Aviles. She is about a 5’ 6,” a brunette, with smooth tan skin, and she is wearing thick black-rimmed glasses. She has large breasts which, in my opinion, do not call for her wearing a short-sleeved white. I took those heels and started to touch my boobs with them, rubbing them all over my nipples and the feelings I was getting was very different then I have had for some time now.Is it the exitement that Gus is turned on by them? their sparkling blackness? so serious like? I don't know. What I do know is I am getting aroused in a way not often occuring and I like it. I kept rubbing that sparklin' black heel over my left nipple, waves of pleasant feelings radiated from touching my tits with those. Would they think I was gay? Would they realize Iwas a cross-dresser? Would they think I was both? The possibilitiesswirled in my mind, and I was excited by all of them.When we got to Dora and Chris's new home, we parked about three housesaway, since most of our friends had already arrived. We walked towardsthe door together as I clutched my bag and watched where I stepped onthe uneven sidewalk that ran along the front of the homes in theneighborhood.Derek knocked on the door before us,. L. All your parts are pretty; you don't have anything to be ashamed of. Embarrassed, but not ashamed. I should know."You remember when I said that it would be too weird if my mom called me Feminine Love? Well Botilda had called me that last year, and it was too weird coming from her, too. So she started calling me Feminine Love every chance she got, just to tease me with it. When I got used to that, it wasn't fun anymore, but she did still call me F.L. sometimes, and I didn't mind.Oh, what.