"Open," she instructed. My tiny, red lips parted quickly as I felt her lower the jewelry into my mouth. I quickly probed the dangling charm with my to...gue. It was a little cross, not my key. I helplessly let out a pained whimper as the woman stood up, pulling the necklace from my mouth. I waited again, not knowing how long it would be until I was graced with another woman's presence. I lost track of time as my disappointment caused my sexual need to crush my spirits. Over the next forty minutes. Tall, lithe and stunningly attractive, Kate wears her uniformof stockings, heels and suspender belts as if she was born to be anerotic fantasy for men. What she sees in me is beyond me. I'll admit thatI'm a good copy of a woman. Except for what's left of my prick and tinytesticles, I pass for a petite blonde with an innocent look. Now with my34B breasts my transformation from a man to a sissy t-girl is completeand there's no going back.Lots of hot cum has been shot into my sissy pussy too but I. But one day while I was at the latin dance class a new girl arrived she seemed very nice but real tough, she was about 165 cm. , slim and a very beautiful face with green eyes, wide lips and long brunette hair, she needed some one to dance with and since I was the best in my class the trainer told me to dance with her, and while we were dancing I felt her beautiful but strong arms rub and squeeze my butt, I looked at her ,she winked at me and I winked back so she grabbed my hand and she put it. “You should call her,” I urged. “But what about James?”Lara sighed. “I don’t know. When I’m with him I have fun, but when I’m not, I’m kind of not really thinking of him. I mean, I don’t even feel like hanging out with him tonight, even though it looks like I’ll have the house to myself for a little while.”“So you’re bored with him?”“I want something else,” she deflected wistfully.“Call Julie,” I suggested, ignoring her look.Lara laughed slightly.“At least see where you stand with her,” I.