"That was all just so amazing." she said. "There was I, a guy, walking in the woods in broad daylight in a pair of women's high-heeled boots, a pair o... stockings, a bra and a coat. And nothing else apart from cosmetics on my face and jewellery round my neck, wrists and fingers. My cleavage on display all the time, and some of the time, my stocking tops. In all, three guys came and tried to chat me up. One of them had a dog that buried its nose in my crutch. I think he's trained it to do that so. Guys are much, much better at giving head." After another pregnant pause, he asked "Will you suck my cock?" I didn't answer him right away. I didn't want to ruin what we had, because I loved fucking girls without having to worry about who was in the room. Then I said, "If I suck your dick, will you be weird about it afterwards?" He replied "No. We already fuck in front of each other. And we've had our dick in the same pussy and mouth. I just want to know how much better it is to get head from a. It seemed weird going into the Men's Lockers looking the way I did, but that_was_ where my clothes were. Only, they wasn't _my_ clothes; they belongedto some girl. My jeans were pale blue now, instead of dark blue, a femininecut pair of jeans with white lace on the pockets. Somebody had even patchedthat rip on the pocket where I'd caught them on a nail. All of a sudden, Ihad a picture in my mind of me -- the new me -- sitting on a chair with mypants and a needle and thread. _I_ was the one. What the&hellip, started Barbie as she struggled to understand what was happening. Seeing a dog run around freely was not enough. She had to see the cage door wide open before she understood what she had accidentally done. Fuck! she muttered as she jerked her fingers out of her cunt and jumped to her feet. It was a shame really, she had been on the verge of climax before the Terrier had escaped. Still, that did not change the facts, a dog was free and it was her responsibility to return him to.