It's the only thing I ever wanted. "Yes. Pleasedon't judge me, but ever since I was little I always wanted to befemale. Please, I wish I was a voluptu...us woman."The woman nodded with a small chuckle. "No judgement here, that's in mypower to do," and waved her hand over my face.It took a few seconds, but eventually energy welled up within me. Mycrotched tingled first almost like that of an orgasm. I placed a handthere and firmly applied pressure, feeling my dick shrinking andpulling up into me.. Uh, I...I mean, Woodhaven, Queens. New York," Tamarareplied."And why did you move away?" Rosemary next inquired."Dad was...killed...abroad. Killed in prison," The flustered secretaryrubbed at the back of her neck, inescapably looking and feeling verynervous. "Getting away from...from bad memories. That kind of thing."Rosemary?s left eyebrow raised up curiously. "Murder?" Revenge, I guess," Tamara answered. "Mail-order bride. Crossed theRussian mob. Something like...like that." Why are you. I'd quite fancied Sandi since she'd first started, often wondering if racial differences had any effect on the taste of a woman's fanny. I decided I'd try to find out. I'd get her talking at lunch times and soon discovered she'd had no boyfriends and I guessed that she was probably a virgin. Again, new territory for me. I'd find excuses to brush past her and feel that lovely tight arse up against my crotch. It's funny; women don't suspect other women of feeling them up as they do with men. I. Cindi couldn’t believe her master allowed this to happen, he just ignored her, well as much as he could with her sitting completely naked. Finally it was time to go out to the dock and load up the plane, which could be heard idling up, getting ready to leave. There was only time for each of the men to give Cindi a kiss and shake the Masters hand before loading their gear and getting onboard. The plane would be taking them to Thunder Bay where they would each connect to their homeward flights..