"When she was satisfied Miss Danielle unlocked my crib and told me to crawlout. She sat in a chair and snapped her fingers and told me to crawl toher... Once at her feet she told me sit up and kneel facing her."Does mommy's little girl need to make potty? I bet she does! Yes shedoes." She teased me in that mocking sing-song voice which made me feelso weak and pathetic. She took out her phone and held it out and told me"I know you need to pee you little sissy. Well guess what slave? You. Obviously the eyebrowsare right above them and for some reason they were often a signifier ofgender.My feminised eyebrows would be one of the first things people noticedabout me.And that thought did me in. That a beautiful woman who didn't know mewas happy to go along with who she thought was my friend and feminisemy features.My orgasm was thankfully quick. I glanced down, thankful the panty-liner had taken all the cum and nothing was leaking through my jeans.I closed my eyes and let Caroline. She kept teasing until a finger began slipping inside. Just as she pressed it all the way in, she bit down on my nipple again. My whole body gave a jerk and I felt an explosion inside me.I yelled, “OH GOD” so loud we were suddenly afraid her parents would wake up. I did not realize it then, but this was the first real orgasm of my life. I lay there shaking and she put a gentle hand over my mouth so I wouldn’t make anymore noise.As the climax subsided, Janaki started giggling. As overwhelmed as. They were both fair-skinned and had the same black, wavy hair, but the girl was lighter, more delicate. Less of her old lady’s country character, more of the urban upbringing. Dark hair on her arms, which immediately made me feel protective. A woman shouldn’t have to deal with such things. I, on the other hand, had very little body hair, but it had never bothered me or any of the women who had roamed my skin.I imagined both these women had underarm and pubic hair that would run riot if left.