The custodian’s residence was nearby. He jumped into a white, curtained Mercedes, his bodyguards in the front and himself in the rear, slapping the ...otepad against his thigh, the red liquid still fresh in his mouth.At the entrance of the residence he confronted two military men, rifles at their sides. They checked his features and determined after a tireless review of documents and identifications that he indeed was the bavasaab for whom they had waited. The elevator doors opened to a long room. Susie had asked me to wear my ownlingerie and this I put on under my male clothes, including my boobs. Onmy arrival I was made welcome with a cup of coffee and a chat to put meat my ease. Then the transformation began with her providing plenty ofclothes to choose from. For my first time I dressed in a lovely redsatin blouse with black mini skirt, my own black stockings and 4 " highheel shoes. Susie the proceeded to change my face with her make-upskills to take 10 years off my age, explaining. I could feel his eyes gazing on my legs and ass as I slowly pirouetted around. He climbed to the middle of the 12" around bed and leaned back against the pile of pillows."Dance for me babygirl" he said, and without another word I began to gyrate in time with the music that was playing. I knew what he wanted as i turned to face the wall, and slowly bent over, wiggling my ass as the already short skirt inched up the back of my legs, exposing the garter straps holding up the stockings and finally. ’ ‘Oh!’ she gulped. She hesitated for a long moment before lightly placing her hand on the stranger’s hip, with her fingertips poised at the edge of the pocket. Her hand slowly dove down the front of his muscular thigh. It was a tight fit, even though her dainty hand was flat against his body. She was pleasantly surprised by the warmth she encountered. ‘It’s quite snug in here. This man fills out his jeans so nicely!’ she thought. Not locating the knife immediately, she gingerly wiggled her.