Hands on her thighs she innocently looked at him, “Do you find me beautiful? Do you want me?”He earnestly whispered, “You are, and I do.”She p...aced her hands on his shoulders, “If you want me you can have me, but you must promise that you will love me. I don’t mean make love. I mean really love me.”At that precise instant Colton would’ve promised anything, but he didn’t, “I want you. You’re perfect, but love? I could come to love you.”Her eyes seemed to glisten; that wasn’t the answer she’d. It's impossible to not like her. And that's what I don't like about her. You know what I mean?” and I said “Not really” and Cait said “I used to not like her because I thought you liked her too much. But now I like her too, and I don't like that because I want to go on not liking her because you like her so much.”“You don't like her because you like her even though I like her.”“Exactly!”“Wow, you're not straitjacket material at all” I said and she stuck her tongue out at me.And Cait and I hung. The male was not teasing like Kurt, and soon came as Emma’s soft lips and warm tongue massaged the aching bell-end. He grunted and shuddered as the pretty corseted sissy knelt submissively and gently sucked the cream from him. He stroked her soft face and had a squeeze of her soft bottom before re-joining the circle.The murmurs continued amongst the males as the maid painted Emma’s finger and toe-nails sissy pink, before applying make-up to her soft little face. A long flowing wig of a. We get outside and good God! Humans weren't made for weather this cold! Don opens the boot and I practically throw my bag and the car, open the back door, get in and close the door all in one motion. When I put my jumper on in the plane I should've put a second one on. Everyone piles into the car and Don drives me to my hotel where I'll be spending the next few weeks as he didn't want me sharing a bed with his daughter, which is fine. I don't mind having someone clean and make my bed for me.