"I smiled at the thought of seeing Tracy's infant daughter again.Heather was so adorable, and I hoped that I could have a daughter justlike her some d...y. Wow, that thought came out of left field! I hadnever considered children since learning about who I truly was. Thatwould mean a whole different set of responsibilities in bringing a babyinto the world. I was struck with excitement and trepidation at thethought. But if they were anything like Heather, it would totally beworth it."I'd love to,". . there's something about you sweetness..."she smiles again. "Now turn around, it's corset time..."I turn around and let her place another tight corset around me, and thistime I'm sure the lacing's harder. I can barely breath! But then she slapsme on the ass, and points out my clothes that she's got ready for me.Emphasising my helplessness, she slides my panties up my legs, giving mycock a kiss before tucking it away... she even helps me roll on my stockingsfasten my bra.. and slip on my satin. We again started the game. She was trying very hard now and the same was the case with me too. I again won the battle. Now was the biggest dilemma was whether to attack her tits or pussy. I chose to remove her bra and keep the most precious thing for later.She now understood what was going to happen. She started saying no. But as I walked closer to her, she started smiling and teasing me. I also ran after her. After playing ‘Tom and Jerry’ for some time, I got hold of her. I grabbed her from. “Mother. Fucker.” Janice slow whistled her surprise. “God! Your vibrator’s motor must be begging for death.”“I don’t masturbate.” Tamara stiffened her shoulders.“Jesus!” Janice scowled with disgust. “If you were a dude you’d be a serial killer. How do you not own thirty cats?”“Allergies!” Tamara snapped. She squeezed the bridge of her nose and took a long deep breath. “Look, Owen was one of the great guys in my life. I wouldn’t have minded saying hi again and even, if it went that way, having.