I had placed an ad on Craigslist a few days prior, hoping to find someone legit to use me like the sissy slut I know I am. It didn't take long as the...first responder was the one I chose. He was tall, had jet black hair with a beard to match. I wanted a man who was totally masculine to offset my femininity. We emailed back and forth up until that night, and agreed to meet around ten at night. I had six hours to prepare and I used them all. First I stripped naked and went into the bathroom. She was getting bolder in her actions too, bending over in front of me to show off her ass, or leaning over toward me when asking a question, letting the front of her blouse fall open a bit. It got to a point where I couldn’t keep sitting and squirming till she left, and I had to adjust myself while she was showing me an outfit. She noticed and winked, ‘I hope you’re not uncomfortable.’ I looked directly into her eyes, ‘Just enjoying watching you a bit too much I think. You are incredibly. And I was still unloading inside her, so she was pinned underneath me. I think otherwise she might have run. But she didn't get the chance, and even though it took me ten minutes of holding her and cooing in her ear that everything was all right, and that it wasn't the end of the world, she finally calmed down.Our clothes were scattered all over the place, and we spent a silent five minutes getting dressed. I pulled her to me and made her look at me again."I'm not sorry we did this," I said.She. For a week and a half we were completely cut off from the rest of the state, hemmed in on three sides by the river." They called it the flood of the century," Mrs. Meisel said. "But they were wrong. The last flood was fifty years ago." Right before you hired my mother," Catalina said.They all nodded, except Mr. Moore who snorted. Mr. Brown shot him a dirty look but Catalina placed her hand on his and smiled. He instantly relaxed. Her mother would have been proud."My mother was curious why you.