" I'm a great liar but actually I'd rather just get onwith it. I let them disappear and check out my charges. One thing's sure, I'm not going to rely ...n any roping up that this bunch have done. I start with the target. She's trussed up on the bed, lying on her face.I turn her over to check out her gag, that's always the first thing. Ah that'ssweet, she's wearing a pink tee-shirt with the name of her old band acrossher tits. I always thought she was better when she was with them. Somehow. ” She demonstrated the clasp for me a few times, then said, “Now you try.” My mouth turned to cotton while I imitated what she had done, unclasping the garment from her back. Suddenly unsupported, her substantial breasts dropped to their natural slope, and my eyes dropped with them. Corrine cast aside the enormous bra and turned to me, her tits swaying braless, hidden beneath her tank top. I wanted her so bad it hurt. “There, now you’re an expert.” My eyes were glued to the fabric tugging. It was nearby, too close for comfort.What was that noise?!Then I saw my phone blinking under a pile of receipts on my desk.Whoever it was could wait.But the caller was Jacob Lighterstone.“Hello?”“Hey. I got home and I realized I left my store ID at your place.”“You did?” I was breathing hard, on the edge of glory.“Yeah. I don't need till tomorrow, but… Are you okay?”“Fine, I'm fine.” I tried to calm myself and stop huffing and puffing into the phone.“Did I catch you at a bad time?”“It's a great. Of course, then came the rather violent discussion regarding the issue of Which of you would be offered up as the sacrifice. It was clear no one had the faintest desire to be the unlucky one who would be turned into a Sissy Crossdresser, so that just brought on weeks of arguing over who it could/should be or how to decide the outcome. While no one agreed on what it would be, the five of you did seem to agree a contest of sorts was an appropriate way to decide. There was a atble in the living.