He sat and sipped his coffee, carefully examining her face. She began to nibble and sample each of her treats. She seemed relaxed as she sat back and ...ooked out the window.“I don’t like my head held down like that you bastard,” She stated plainly. “You nearly suffocated me.” “When you have developed sufficient skill, you will have the ability to sense and apply the proper stimulation without prompting from me,” He stated equally plain. “I let you up to breath each time and was careful not to. Professor Belton's smile wilted around the edges. She could see plainly what was on my face. It might have scared her, but she didn't look skittish. I was probably already affecting her, because part of me wanted her. Part of me knew I could have her.I had to stay in control of myself. I had to get away from her before things got out of hand. The signs were there and she was showing the second. The first was her wanting to be alone with me. "Professor, I should be going..."Her smile returned. . eleven... n-n-n-ine..." "Ten," Alison smiled, correcting him."Tennn..." You'll get there, sweetie," she encouraged. "Keep trying."Yes you will indeed, Alison thought.Twelve more days to Jenny. Day NineteenWord had spread to the girls at the salon about how much further Alison's boyfriend had descended into full sissyhood and she thought it might be fun, as well as help speed that descent, if she had them over to see for themselves how far he had come. Jeff had done all the shopping, cleaning,. "I expected him to try to seduce you,' my husband told me, "and I hope you liked that he did." I told him Carl would be at the public lecture and wanted to take me to his club in the evening. My husband said I should accept. "But things may happen," I protested. "If you're enjoying him, they should, honey," he said. "You have a permission slip from me. If the mood is right, let yourself go." I was exhausted when I got to my hotel; just got some essentials unpacked, and undressed. I don’t often.