.To say I was stunned would be an under statement and my cock instantly joined hers as hard as It could ever be.I started to babble 'What,,,why,,who.,...public,,,,people'She put her well manicured finger to my lips and said “Just stand there and don't move, or say anything” She ran her hand over the front of my trousers and slowly took down my zip and released my cock.This was amazing. Here I was on a busy street with my hard cock out and a gorgeous naked transvestite standing in front of me with. Right in the very middle is a black framed picture of Albert Fromm, Husband, Father and Engineer, over an original Jean Fromm oil portrait of the Edmond Fitzgerald. That portrait was surrounded by twenty-eight photos of the officers and crewmen ... lost eleven years ago this coming November just short of Whitefish Bay on the Big Lake.There are photos of Pro Football players, Princes, Olympic Gold Medal Sailors, Authors and convicts. The winter lake is heavily featured with the ice coated storm. After the training for photography and skill development, Neetu had a new fever named driving. Due to my excessive bonus I managed to buy a new brand Maruti Ritz. I knew how to drive but Neetu didn’t so I started to take car with me. Neetu was not as eager to drive, though I tried to give her few lessons but she showed no sign of interest.So after few sessions I dropped her teaching. But one fine day she came up and idea of Driving Coaching’s. She showed me some paper advertisement and showed. As I stepped up into it, he was careful to ensure I wouldn’t fall.I immediately took note of how utterly confining this cage would be. There was barely room to wiggle around in it, let alone dance, a fact confirmed by my body meeting its inner surfaces as I merely squirmed in my delight. I found that the back of the cage closed in sections as he had already locked the bottom area around my legs. That part of the door reached up to my mid thighs, leaving me no room to step up out of the cage..