A polite request. Listen to me ramble. Of course youdon't dress or jump how high at the slightest-" Sure," I said as casually as I could. "No problem....And I secretly loved the idea. Sally was used to seeing me more andmore feminised. Lucinda had already seen me trying on outfits in thestore. They were both trying to help me. It would be a safeenvironment. I just needed to do something with my hair."I'd like that," I said."I'll see you tonight, then," Lucinda assured me. "Must dash."I found. .. The opportunity is too good to pass up. With time and a house all alone, I finally have those big tits to myself and I wasn't leaving until I'd fucked them. I'd never fucked a girls tits, but I intuitively wanted to put my dick between those fat titties while she sucked my dick, looking up at me with those big blue eyes. That was the fantasy I had been seeing her in so vividly all during French class everyday for months, and now it was so close to becoming real. I couldn't just let that be. Mrs. Eaton. I have been verbally and physically attacked from the moment I arrived in your house, and not once have you said a word to stop your children or husband from behaving with deliberate violence toward me. I have a very low opinion of your character, and will quite happily never speak to you again. However, you don't need to cower behind that chair. I haven't attacked anyone yet, and won't do so. So join Wayne for this little demonstration of mine if you wish, or sit in the chair, or. I suppose Cheryl--" How is he?" Cassie broke in. "Is he going to be ok?" They won't tell us anything, but the receptionist was asking for you." For me?" Cassie said, puzzled. "Why me?" Go and ask her," said Viv, pointing to the reception office.So she did."I think you were looking for me," she said to the middle aged woman behind the glass, "I'm Cassie Copthorne." No dear," said the woman with a friendly smile. "We're looking for a Cassie Fenton." That's my maiden name," Cassie clarified,.