Nothing specific was there to prove what has just happened, yet everything was written all over the place. Loud and clear. My wife has just been fucke... by another man. She has just spread her those milky legs and has just felt how it would be to receive it from someone else than her husband. He might have kissed her. Tasted her lips. All of her.I sat on the bed like my first time ever in a bed. I felt it softer than I ever felt.I felt pity for me.I felt pity for Mr. Shekhar.I felt pity for. They car keys fit the little car and Matt slid into the driver's seat. Matt shook his head at the stereotypical blonde in a red sports car. Matt recognized the part of town he was in and drove across town to Karen's bookstore, practicing his speech to Karen. Karen was waiting on a customer when Matt arrived. Karen looked up when Matt walked in. He was blushing beet red. He just realized everyone who looked at him, was seeing a beautiful young woman. He made eye contact with Karen and she. Celeste could see there was a painful past hidden behind those words and a pair of beautiful blue eyes."I want to get some experience for my novels," was Sam's excuse."How will you use your naked experience with two women in your Western stories?" queried Naomi."That genre is dead. I want to write erotica. At least I can enjoy writing about something pleasurable." How about you, Celeste?" asked Naomi."Don't laugh. I want to buy my own nudist and swingers resort with my winnings," blurted. Now I want youto change into a maid's uniform and get dinner ready, do youunderstand?"A huge smile came over Tammie's face. He curtseyed excitedly severaltimes replying "Yes Ma'am, right away Ma'am." Brenda could see hisexcitement but she was not fully aware of what caused it. She wouldsoon learn that sissies like Tammie loved to change clothes and wouldchange them a dozen times a day if permitted. And they loved to begiven tasks that were feminine in nature at least by tradition and tobe able.