Relishing the moment, I continued to clean, enjoying the sensation of being a pretty French maid. Lost in the blissfulness of the situation, smiling a... how effeminate I had become, how ladylike I felt and how beautiful I looked in the mirror as I pranced around the room. I didn't even hear the door open as Carla's husband Tim wandered in, standing by the door, watching intently while I fluffed the pillow on the bed. As I turned around, I let out a girlish scream, realising I was no longer. A silent scream in the night, perhaps this was just a nightmare. Whatever it was, it moved closer to my face and I could see long saber like fangs, clicking just inches away from my nose. My eyes where locked on him, as he drew in closer and closer to me, and all I could hear was the clicking sound of his hooks clashing together. His eyes were a dark green in color, and I studied his massive bodice, as he stood over me. My first thought was ''how did he get in here, in my bedroom''? I tried. In shock.Wednesday, March 7th, 2007 (a lil later Afternoon)OK for all of you "boys" reading this, female orgasms literally ROCKYOUR WORLD.I admit it, shock finally gave way to curiosity and sexual arousal. Ihad to explore this body on those silk sheets. It was hard to ignore how"spicy" this body made me feel, for lack of a better word.It began innocently enough with me exploring "my" panty drawer. Wedgedin the back was a black vibrator. At the time I just has my thong and amidriff t-shirt on,. You on the other hand were not that lucky. You stood at a slightly taller 5’6, and since your parents enrolled you into the same Swim and dance classes Stacy was in, you never developed much mass, instead getting a similarly toned figure. Any muscle you did have was focused around your legs, and unfortunately your ass as well. Hair also never seemed to be an issue, despite your mixed South Asian heritage, and Stacy always complained how such smooth, dark skin was wasted on a guy.Your bodies.