With a mighty pull, I brought her gown to her knees, and then with one more pull, I brought it down to the ground. I stood up again and grabbed her br.... She had a fat ass. She hadn’t been wearing panties and so my cock was occasionally entering into her ass-crack. I moved one hand down onto her pussy and it ended up in a forest of pubes. The thick curly hair turned me on like nothing before. I grabbed a fistful and pulled lightly.She moaned. Her hands came up and grabbed my neck. I saw her. So, here it is, the last save my closing remarks and perhaps a tease for which may follow. It’s been fun sharing my dreams with you, there are pages of others and more swirling ‘cross my thoughts, and if I’d stop writing poetry, there’s more instead of naught. I’m placing this in Romance where the story began, a good place to end. I think Oldman would agree. His encircled listeners were silent as the last words were spoken. Of course they did not live happily ever after, but there were years. " So you see Lisa, the effort we put into praise and reward can be veryuseful in teaching the sissified male his place as well as encouraginghim to be more sissyish and submissive in his actions and thoughts. Andtheir rewards should be ours as well. My reward came from seeing himtremble s he left to make the call. The humbleness he came back withtelling me Steve would be here as I requested. Seeing him squirm as hestill had to wear his bra, panties, corset and nylons under his maleouterwear. They let him fall to the floor but quite gently. Then whilst two gorillas stood over him, the boss came and joined me in the office."Every time the little shit opens his mouth, he tells us a little bit more," the boss said to me. "By the time we get out of here tonight we're going to know everything he does. I think it's best we try to find out where Simmons is holed up first and then we'll see what he says about your frame up. Sound good to you?" I'm surprised you've only hit him once!" I.