Elvis was singing in the background, "Stuck on you. "was playing. Life felt good. Could it be for real?And for how long?Well, she wasn't going to worr... about it tonight. Why borrow trouble?She set the table complete with a small crystal vase with a red rose and white lace table cloth. She lit the 2 candles, too and shut off the lights.It looked very romantic and Rick had just walked into the room. He felt rested. He had on a tight white t shirt and his black leather pants that left nothing to. Next I was taken by the hand and lead downstairs where auntie had me sit cross legged on her couch. Soon I found myself being given lessons by her on how to talk in girls voice. For maybe a half an hour I practiced talking much higher and more slowly as well. Auntie seemed satisfied with my speech progress while she gave me many tips on how to sit and act so ladylike. Yes little things like bending my wrists every so slightly. To me they seemed so easy to do as I then felt so queer and queenly. One by one, they dismount your body and leave you lying there with your skirt hiked up and your legs spread on the bed. Your hair is frizzled and your shirt is unbuttoned leaving your bare breasts exposed. You look extremely sexy to me and I watch as you lie there in complete satisfaction. Then the two men get dressed and thank us for a wonderful evening as they depart leaving the two of us alone. I ask how you feel and you reply that you feel wonderful, but this is all my fault and now I must. Suddenly I recognized her, it was Shela one of my old High School girlfriends. She looked stunning her boobs must have been at least a DD cup, perfectly formed and beautifully tanned.. The halter top covered the bare minimum and her nipples showed thru just a bit.Shela and I had dated for about a year back in high school. At the time she was rather modest about her over-sized breasts, always wore loose fitting blouse buttoned up to her neck, and always wore a bra. We petted a lot and I loved.