"I bet you would just love me to touch your little dipstick you creep, wouldn't you? Well admit it you fucker I might just do it!" "I would love yo... to touch my little dipstick", I gasped, still mesmerized by her tits and the whole experience. Kathy stood up and ordered me to go and clean the kitchen floor. "I want that fucking floor spotless you jerk. If you do a good job, then we'll see about milking that silly little tool" I immediately got up and tried to put my jeans on but she. The man stopped breathing - for surely it was a man - as he discovered her red garterbelt, stockings and panties. Miriam smiled to herself. Perhaps the man had thought of her as a woman who only wore pantyhose but she had worn them only once. That had been enough. Stockings were so much sexier and all of the men she knew preferred them. Now the stranger's hands moved over the silkiness of her panty clad arse cheeks. His touch was light and gentle. His hands continued to caress her arse through. "In that case, perhaps you would allow me to buy her from you. I have several prized bulls which could afford some rather interesting possibilities." No doubt," mused Steffan. "At any rate, I shall take your offer under advisement."The guests began filing out, complimenting the older Vagnors on the ingenuity of their son.After the guests had left, Steffan joined his parents in the upper castle."A truly interesting evening, my son," said the Baroness putting her arm around the boy's shoulder.. They don't messwith Mark James, because he'll kick your ass, and as much as Momcomplained, I'm sure Dad loved the way I protected myself. How could Ijustify that kind of behavior from Amanda? Girls don't act that way.Girls turn to boys like Mark, for protection. Maybe I'm reading too muchinto this adventure. I've been so caught up in being Amanda, that I thinkI'm turning into a girl. Perhaps I should just go with the flow, but as,Mark, dressed as Amanda and stop trying to actually be Amanda..