Iwas feeling exposed without them and how would the pantyhose cope with mytoilet and bathing needs? And what about having sex? They would have tocom... off then wouldn't they?I rolled them back on.I instantly felt more comfortable and more relaxed.. I had stoppedfighting and surrendered the lower half of my body to my feminine side.All my life I had been frightened of my inner femininity, my anima."Thank you. You won't regret it, Christine, or should I say now you arebecoming Christine," said. It started out as a light suggestion in the back of my mind of someone groping my breasts. Pretty quickly, that sensation turned and became more intense as I dreamed of someone tweaking and pulling at my nipples and I could feel my dreamself becoming aroused as the hands moved more and roughly in the right spots, yet gently at the same time. I know that I was conscious of my husband pressed against my back in the standard spoon position that we have adopted as our own, but I was still firmly. " No, I mean here ... in Phoenix."Tara stood up and held her arms out to her sides. I stared at her breasts. Not large, but she filled out from her little pointy ones. Confused, I looked up at her face."ASU," she said. "I'm starting this fall. I always wanted to go there."I chuckled. "Yeah, sometimes I thought the only clothes you had were from ASU." When did you stop wearing glasses?" she asked. "Contacts?" No, lasik surgery. I hated those glasses." If not for those glasses I wouldn't have sat. He was panting quietly, plainly waiting for something. I knew what it was.“He’s ready now Elaine.” Joey murmured.I got my mouth over the slimy chisel end and took in what I could. I felt disgusted with myself for doing this; yet my cunt convulsed in pleasure. A sluttish moan escaped me.“Good; now work slowly backwards and forward O k?”I nodded with my mouth full.My head was now moving in a steady motion; my teeth catching when I reached the down stroke.I felt Joey’s hand casually stroking my.