Her hair was disheveled, her makeup was smeared, and she was covered in perfect lipstick imprints from Rachel Finklestein’s kisses. “I could feel ...t everywhere!” she screamed into the night. “I could feel it in my pussy and my tits and my mouth and my eyes and even in my hair! My hair had an orgasm!”For the next hour Courtney laughed and cried and screamed and professed her love for Dr. Rachel Finklestein as she squirmed on the hardwood floor of the front room. For the next hour I planned my. Looking at the gleaming tile wall, I could see her sitting on the toilet, In my eyes I saw her sitting there properly, but in my mind I could see her like she was out in Gramps’ shop. As I ran the cloth over my chest, I realized that I was rapidly growing hard with my 50 year old Grammy just on the other side of the curtain!Then I watched as she spread her legs and she really did start rubbing her pussy again! The light was not right for me to see where she was looking, but there was no denying. Mandy learned that I lovedcrossdressing many years back when we just started dating but it wasonly recently that she'd decided to really start playing around with theconcept of taking control. I learned very quickly that any day shewanted to play I better be ready to accept my "proper" role, and fast.I rolled out of bed and walked into the kitchen. There on the table wasa small box and a note.I picked up the note and began to read: "Hello Sissy Beth, I know we'vehad a lot of fun playing. He had one hand pressing against her round ass and the other ... well, I couldn't tell exactly where his other hand was, but I could see the tips of his fingers on the other side, they appeared to be pressing on her right breast.To say that I was shocked was putting it mildly. I couldn't remember ever having danced like that with Nancy, or with any other girl in public. The man's lower body was pressed very tight against her, and I know she must have been feeling his erection rubbing against.