That's great! The audience will love it."So I agreed, after all I consider myself second only to Rush Limbaugh as a font of wisdom on all subjects, an... even he wouldn't be as well informed as I on crossdressing. I dug the wig out of the recesses of closet, found something to wear in my $9.99 or less wardrobe that matched my reddish beard and went forth unto the Studio, suitcase in hand. You didn't think I would try and go dressed, did you? The makeup person didn't bat an eye at me, but then. "The planet of women?" Peter said with a confused look. "I thought wewere in for something bad, not a trip to any single man's idea of theultimate pleasure planet. Reminds me of the time I went there for highschool graduation. Best nights of my life." Oh really." Helen looked at him and he stepped back and shielded himselfwith his arms. "Except for the time I first laid eyes on you dear," Peter said in his owndefense. "Prepare for landing." Gracie said as the ship made a touch down on. I had developed a pretty good routine with my classes, studying, avoiding Tim and Margaret, and having time to masturbate late into the night or early mornings. It was early November when I started chatting with a Master who was willing to answer my questions. He had me fill out a detailed report about my upbringing, financial situation, my sex history, my sexual interests and I had to include a few face pictures and full body....to prove I was who I said I was. I know this may sound funny but. She let out a moan of both pain and pleasure at that, and I carried on kissing and licking her breasts as she rode me.She picked up the pace now, every thrust she made I thrust back, our hips meeting I began to drive myself into her. She bent down and I kissed her gently lightly playing my tongue across her lips, and into her mouth, and we began to explore each others mouths. I ran my hand up her back once more, feeling the strain as I did so, but the shiver that ran through Jess thrilled.