Know what I want? Connie asked her husband. Jerry carefully reached over and put the mug on the end table. He looked at his wife and shook his head. W...at? I want to get down on my hands and knees in front of the fire and stick my face between Emilys legs and lick her while Kim sits on her face and she licks Kim and sticks a dildo or her fingers — maybe her whole hand — Kims moan was audible through the comforter, even though her mouth was slowly being filled. — into Kims wet cunt. What a-about. I could not think of letting down Philip and may family by doing less than my best. Of course we were not so busy that we could not find time for fun and games. Judy and I had read The Lustful Turk together, reading out the best bits in affected upper-class ladylike tones, so it naturally turned into a role-play in which I, playing Emily, and Judy playing Sylvia (or sometimes Eliza the maid) tried in vain to protect the sanctity of our bottoms from Philip as the Lustful Turk himself. It was one. I had strawberry blond hair that reached down to below my shoulder bladesand large green eyes. Looking at my self naked in the mirror I was notsurprised to see why I choose to dress as a woman, I had the body andface of one as it was, all I was missing was tits and hips, even my asswas small and round. I wrote down my measurements and my other vitalstats and then redressed and headed off to do a little more exploring ofthis buried city.I started by heading to the shopping district to see what. There was no doubt inmy mind. I was eligible and as healthy as a horse. My dad if he knewwould laugh his ass off. Right now in Hanoi there was probably a bulletbeing cast that had my name on it."You're really fucked, aren't you, man?" Drew said as I shuffled towardmy door."Wouldn't you be?" I growled. I was feeling sorry for myself, and thebeer hadn't helped. I'd have a roaring headache in the morning and wouldprobably be even more depressed."Yeah, I would," he admitted with a sympathetic nod..