"He then put something on my nipple and I could tell from the smell that it was rubbing alcohol. That's when I think I figured out what was happening....I was just gearing up to argue with Mistress, but before I could say anything, Mistress Pam said, "Don't even think about trying or saying anything cunt. I can tell you are about to get yourself in trouble with that cock sucking mouth of yours."I just shut up and let it happen. The man rubbed and pinched my nipple with the alcohol swab. He then. You feel his hand firmly pressing against your blouse. Even with a bra and blouse between you and his hand he still feels amazing. Your knees weaken and you feel supported by him, his arm holding you tight across your waist onto your breast, his lips against your neck, his other hand pressing against your hips toward the bottom of your skirt. How can you feel so safe with someone you have never met? Your brain is about to short circuit. It cannot process all the sensations running through. Really, all very painless. That is except for themental anguish of a boy waking up in a female body.My mother and Janet Carruthers QC, were waiting at my bedside as Iawoke. Unknown to me they had been talking. My mother had confessed thatshe had always wanted a daughter. I was supposed to have been thatdaughter, my name hastily being changed from Britney to Brett when I wasborn. Janet responded that she might get her wish but it was all up tome. Janet specializes in transgender legal issues and. .. right here in this tub! Naked and ... oh I mustn't! Words and thoughts like that can't help me ... it'll only be worse!When she had stretched her peaceful sojourn as long as she could and there was no hot water left in the water heater to add and keep the bath comfortably warm, Peggy rose from the tub, wrapped herself in a fluffy bath sheet and quickly dried off. Hero was curled peacefully in the doorway, seemingly watching her, and she felt a tiny bit uneasy somehow -- there was indeed.