” You started to lick my ear. I shuddered at the coldness of your tongue. You knew how licking my ear turned me on slowly. You ran your hand over my...arm to my side, rubbing my hip on top of my night gown. You stopped licking my ear and moved to my neck. I moan as you hit just the right spot. The slowness was killing me, and you knew it. Kissing over my shoulder, you noticed that my night gown was in the way. “Let’s get rid of this.” You ripped it off of me. “Whoa!” was my reaction. You. Cheryl you dress almost like I do and I want you to teach me about sex. I know you will be tender when we have sex.” I said, “Dawn I’ll love having sex with you.”I didn’t say anything when Dawn leaned over to me and gave me a friendly kiss. I said, “Dawn if you are going to kiss a woman you have to kiss her with passion.”She asked, “How do I do that?” I said, “You have to hug the girl and then you have to stick your tongue in her mouth. You should massage her breast too.”I reached over to her. " he began."But nothing, do as you're told, faggot!" I ordered. "Unless you don't want my cock anymore."Realizing my threat, he sighed, "OK, I will get out of my date." Good girl," I responded, which I knew he hated. "I expect you to make me supper and," I paused, deciding to push him further, "I expect you dressed completely as a girl." What?" he asked, confused."I want you in a dress, wearing a bra, panties, your wig, make-up and stockings, not pantyhose, stockings." "Oh," he answered,. Something told me our higher ups wondered long and hard about our lifestyle choices, but it certainly worked for us.It was during those two days, and only after Roberta defeated every kind of listening device known to the agency, that I discovered that Roberta loved to be spanked. She had a highly developed sense of submission, and loved to have Fran "make" her do things she wouldn't normally do.I got to watch their unusual sexual play in action a couple of times – the first time by accident –.