"I turned and faced the mirror as I reached back and started to undo the huge bow of my apron and I was shocked at what I saw. There in the mirror was...a maid with her masters cum all over her lower face and breasts. Was that really me? I moved my hand and yes, it was really me."Diane, I told you take that uniform off!" Shaken out of my spell, I again started undressing. The apron off and folded, I watched as the maid in the mirror reached under her skirt and removed her full petticoat. She. They all just giggled about that.The dance classes lasted for one hour. We were all sweating by the timethe hour was over. I was so glad I didn't put the leg warmers on. Thereare some showers in the school and some girls took the time to showerbefore they returned home. We chose not to shower which I'm grateful forand we walked home just after practice. I didn't change back into my maiddress so I walked home with the girls dressed up in my leotard and tightsand a little Georgette style skirt.A. He looked me in the face andsquinted his eyes, as if to see deeper into me. He stepped back andlooked at my lower parts, looked back up at my face, and then back andforth again. "You're a fucking chick with a dick?" He looked at Mommieand Gretchen and a big smile came over his face. "You got me, ladies. Ihave to hand it to you. I thought this--this fag, this sexy little queeror whatever he is, was a girl, a hot girl, a beautiful woman! You got megood!" Well, Dirk," said Gretchen, "do you. Kelly closed her eyes once more and let his tongue flow over her lips.” Kelly did just that as I read the story aloud to her. I let her feel the pleasure he was giving her for a little too long it seemed. I was about to restart the story when Kelly beat me too it. “Martin knelt behind Kelly and slowly started to lick around her anus.” Kelly was breathing quite deliberately, panting, savouring the feeling that her husband Richard was giving her and my new attentions at her anus. Her puckered.