It was built on a ridge so that every room looked out over the trees on the slope below. Most of the rooms in the house had panoramic views of San Fra...cisco Bay. Each room was large and open with high ceilings, simply but elegantly furnished.She was bored. She would be a trophy wife except that she and her husband had met in grad school and he was only a year older. He was so busy now that she often didn't see him for days when he was on the road. She filled her time with tennis and working out. . That happens. First loves rarely work out. Your futa-mother wasn’t my first futa I loved. Not even the fourth.”“Candice hates me, too,” I said. My shoulders shook. The tears fell as the water grew icy. I shivered and then shut it off. I sprang out of the water and ripped open the door. “Candice saw it all and she ... she...”My mom enfolded me in her arms. Candice and I were friends for as long as I remember. From preschool. We grew up together. She was my best friend, even if she were a futa,. ..I quickly got to my knees and she stood before me...She said " Today was the start of a very special journey for you sissy for from which there is no way back. You know the evidence i have gathered and if for any reason you are unsure i suggest you race home and check your inbox... i took the liberty of CC'ing you into the mail i sent to Mistress Sakia. You will comply with my EVERY wish, command and whim from this moment forward and if you don't.. well... i'll let you imagine the. My girlfriend giving him the once over, his buddy doing the same to me, leaning in and making some sort of remark to Shane. I just laugh knowing it is probably some rude, sexist comment. Shane brushes him away, laughing. As the club gets busier we are pressed closer together. His hand brushing against me, against my back, my arm, my ass. Each light brush is like a spark on my skin, on his too I can tell. I am surprised by my desire. A change of pace in the music has Shane asking me to dance. A.