.understand?" Yes Wendy" he simpered in a high falsetto voice.Then he screamed like a girl as she again squeezed his nipples."And with a girlie figure...like that I can't be calling you Dannyanymore......mmmm...how about Daphne...yes.......and you will call me Missor Miss Wendy, understand Daphne?" Yes Miss Wendy" she simperedShe smoothed the suit up Daphne's neck and then sealed it at the backmarveling at how the seal was almost invisible. She also realized that theskin tone was also exactly the. As she climbed in, I told her to look at me, and she met my eyes for the first time, seeing in them the inflexibility of a master’s lust for her gorgeous ass. She had learned on cam to read my face fairly well, and just a tilt of my head towards the sleeper was enough to tell her to go back there and strip. After she had also undressed me, I pulled her back into the driver’s compartment and fucked her from behind, first her pussy and then her luscious ass, loving the tightness of her and the. I followed Mistress and with eachintersection we crossed I got more and more nervous as we were gettingcloser to the tube station. Eventually we were at the intersection bythe tube station. By now we'd been passed by many people and many cars.I have to admit that my confidence was growing and I was starting toreally enjoy myself. As we came round a corner there was a group ofsmall school kids out in a school outing. This was the only time I feltuncomfortable. Mistress led me to cross the road. "If that was the way you saw it..." No," I said, "and that's kind of my point. That wasn't the way I sawit. Part of me bought into the whole 'saving the human race' hype, partof it was for selfish reasons, and the first two psychiatrists I had tosee made me well aware of what it was I was getting into." Did the idea of being a woman appeal to you on any level, or was itjust the ancillary benefits?" I think I accepted it; I don't know that it appealed to me at all.Especially not at first. But I.