I was dying. Finally Roger emerged from the bedroom saying goodbye to her and telling her to have a good time. Call him and what not. He then left. I ...aited a moment then snuck to the bedroom door. I looked in and she was lying on the bed naked still with her arm over her eyes. She was just lying there. God she just looked so hot. I was so horny I couldn't hold back. I quickly kicked off my shoes and pulled off my shorts and boxers. In my hurry I left my socks and shirt on. I must have looked. I know they're exposedas I can feel the evening breeze on them.Looking around she spots a couple of bar stools, and directs me towardsthem. "Take a seat Angel, I'll get us some drinks." Yes Mistress," I reply, walking over, swinging my hips. The stool is alittle high, and I can't get on without flashing my stocking tops again,and.. sitting there exposes them a little too... I'm busy trying to sortout my skirt to cover them when I see a shadow fall over me."Hi Miss, are you okay?"I look up to. P-thing. He saw it with his own eyes. But I don't believethat. Herby tells a lot of stories. They didn't do anything to Sammybecause his dad owned the bank in Grand View. But poor Tommy. No oneever heard from him again." No, I don't think I'm queer, not exactly anyway. I just get excitedby the idea of becoming a woman. I don't think I'm trans either. Idon't feel like I AM a woman, I just feel like I need to be one. Iused to get turned on just by thinking about dressing up in. There was no time to relax and attempt to process what had just happened, because she felt those hard, vicious fingers digging in between her legs, probing her, searching for access to that most secret place. She didn’t want him there. The idea disgusted her. She’d always thought of her cunt as exclusively belonging to Birch, and that no matter what other indignities he wished her to suffer, he’d surely never want anyone else to violate it because it was his. Clearly, she was wrong. Mr..