Reed was standing behind us. I looked back at him. "Tami told me," he said with a shrug.I looked back at the committee. "I don't know if he told you, ...ut we had a real friend named Zoe who was the inspiration for this. She died last year. We originally submitted a different play, a comedy/drama called The Basement, and lost out in the selection process."Afterward my sister, that's Traci," I said pointing at the squirt, "suggested that we should have stuck to a musical 'cause that's our. Ourhorizons in life had been expanded in every respect. Kelly had always beena bit more of the aggressor in sex even after our initial transformation,but we soon found that her new clitpenis was essentially insatiable. I bycontrast became more and more submissive. We started getting active in thefetish community, and exploring BSDM and bondage and fetish parties. Kellydefinitely enjoyed keeping me tied up whenever the situation allowed forit. and I soon found myself spending practically all of. I'm a sissy. I wanted to tellher.Tears welling up in my eyes, my words were pleading. "It's me, I'm asissy. How can you even stand to touch me...there?" I asked her. Myfirst thought was to wiggle and make Linda's purse slide off. Thatwould solve the problem but if she knew I did it on purpose her feelingswould still be hurt.Her eyes were still focused on my erection, it wasn't lust I saw in hereyes but fascination. "Why would you want to do this for me?" I asked."Eloise, you don't. I allowed my right hand to wander and after gripping his firm, muscular thighs, I discovered the huge tent in his jeans. I felt for the zipper and drew it down, my hand gliding over the bulge as my heart raced and my breath became a series of little pants. I was meant to be giving this guy an eye test and there I was getting out his cock, but what’s a girl to do? Fortunately he was wearing quite loose-fitting, cotton boxers and I soon had a nice handful of thick, throbbing cock in my hand. I.
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