Jim started out wanting to play some domination and submissiongames. With Jim the dom. This did not work for me at all! I had beena professional my...whole work life. I saw women being disrespected allthe time. I wasn't about to be submissive to a man, even in play. Itold him if hw wanted to try domination and submission I would, but onlyif I were in charge. Even though we were a bit older, our only exposureto that kind of activity was the occasional story and movie in theregular press. . In classroom discussions, in demeanor, in attitude. I’d been out in the world and most of them hadn’t.It was a minor thing, but I liked the fact that I was able to pay my final year’s tuition from the funds that Matt had left me. Vanessa said, “He’d have loved seeing you hang out your shingle.”Although this particular afternoon, law book face down on my chest, my body had decided to take a power nap. I was lying on our green leather sofa next to our Main Street windows.I guess the elevator. I was happyto find that they fit like a glove. They were pretty black heels. Theywere suede with a three inch spike heel. I was so happy that it was hardfor me to sleep that night. Tomorrow I was going to find out what it waslike to be completely dressed like a girl. The next morning I told my mom I was spending the night with a friend so Iwouldn't be home till the next morning. I told her I was going over toKim's and then over to my friend for the night. I knew Kim would be hometomorrow. He came up behind her, eyes not on her sex but on her face. It was beautiful, loving..."Justin..."Hands grabbing her hips, he pulled himself down, kneeling behind her. His cock, hard, bumped against her opening. It almost seemed to swell open at his touch. Her ankles shifted inwards, legs swinging over his to lock him in place.He thrust.It was tight. Hot. Wet. The angle was wrong. He was bent downward, the head of his shaft scraping against the top of her walls ... Her moan was guttural,.