Her hand moved from my shoulder down my arm taking my hand in hers looking directly into my eyes she asked me “had I ever been with a woman?” But ...s I parted my lips to respond she kissed me lightly, gingerly even at first then more intensely with a soul stirring passion that was gentle yet powerful. Like no man had ever kissed me, my heartbeat raced, it was intimate and sincere, not aggressive. The vague sensation I was feeling before now became an abundance of sexual energy a contracting. . I can't.. I'm sorry, but please no more" she pleaded, "I missed the count.. I can't go back.. I can't.. I just can't.." she wailed, she was getting upset again.I took her knees in my hands, laying the brush on the bed. I rolled her onto her back and then slowly, gently, but firmly began pulling them apart. Slowly she began to open up, still clutching her pussy with both hands."We havent finished" I said looking at her tear stained face, her bottom lip trembling as she sobbed and sucked in big. How in the hell did he know my sizes I wondered as I slipped the heels on, they were a little tight but I got them on and the other things all fit. I looked in the mirror, damn I was no fox, but I did look like a woman, it was time, I started down the hall. I remember thinking how silky and sexy I felt, then how hard it was to walk in heels as I made my way to the family room. Conrad was sitting on the sofa, "zip me up sweetie?" I asked in as girly of a voice as I could manage, "certainly" he. He again grabbed the young redhead, drawing her to her feet, and prompted her to undress. Slowly she undressed, discarding her dress to the floor. She paused in her bra and panties, but he shouted again at her, scaring her and the others. She unclipped her bra dropping it to the floor, revealing her small just developing breasts.“How old was she?” I wondered to myself. She looked young.Then she pushed the panties to the floor - her pussy was hairless.“Hand clothes to her” he shouted.Slowly she.