Introductions were made, pleasantries exchanged, while all the time, bothfelt the electricity building and the awareness that the banal chatter did li...tlebut postpone the inevitable satisfaction of physical intimacy and discovery.As to myself, I felt stirrings unlike any felt before, an attraction to a maleand a desire to please him."You are very beautiful..." The compliment rang through my mind,causing elation along with pride at my appearance. Then, a flash ofapprehension.... Did he. The day progressed and by lunch-time he had had his eyebrows pluckedinto the same fine arch as mine and I had dyed his eyelashes blueblack. I punched two holes into his ear lobes and placed sleepers inthem."You must clean these and rotate the sleepers before we can hang thehoops you wanted." OK love lets paint you," I ordered, kissing him gently beforestarting. He was such a sweet boy and I knew we would be more thanjust mistress and slave especially when he was a gorgeous she-male!!I smoothed. I could see in the mirror that they had seams running up the back.Jane was also wearing white stockings, hers had lace tops, attached to a pretty satin suspender belt with a pretty white bow on the front. She also wore some lovely cami-knickers, which matched her lace and satin bra perfectly. They both had lovely pert breasts with deep cleavages formed by the push up action of the sexy bras. Their shiny high heels glistened in the light.Just then my wife said, "Mmmm Greg would love these, he. "Right! That pathetic bit of sophistry has been around since before the dawn of recorded history. I'm sure that the first chronicled account appeared in a set of drawings on the wall of a cave.The first picture would have shown the offended mate catching his woman in flagrante delicto, his club over his shoulder. Her hands are up in a gesture that tells him to wait. "Honey, it's not what it looks like. I can explain," she must have been saying. The next picture would show her explanation. The.