Once I got to 46. "Please?" She said when we had stopped for lunch."What?" I was confused."Cross dress for me?" She batted her eye lashes and gave me..... well you know... that face."Mmmm..." It was hard to resist looking straight at her, "Sure," I gave in."YES!" She gave a little dance.My cheeks turned red as I thought of how stupid this would be. I gave a fake smile to her as I started to think of all the people I knew at the con, and how many could take pictures.~The next morning I got up. ‘Fuck the little slut! Yea fuck her hard!’ Some were sucking or fucking other guys. It was a wild exciting atmosphere and I just kept cumming again and again. Paul was also urging them on and it seemed like every time I looked at him he was cumming again!”A cock was pulled out of my pussy to cum in my mouth. I was choking and swallowing his cum as it overflowed onto my face and in my hair. Another slid his mammoth cock in my used wet cunt and Paul encouraged this. Another started fucking me. " Of course, my lord," said the doctor with a slight hint of annoyance in his voice. He also had a knighthood and undoubtedly believed that he'd earned it for substantially more worthwhile reasons than had Sir Norman. "You'll have the very best medical attention, but you also deserve an accurate diagnosis. This strain of the Typhoid bacillus is especially resistant to modern antibiotics. But you may be comforted by the knowledge that its rate of mortality should be in your favour." It is?". "Could I stay here in the kitchen with you?" I don't mind..." I shrugged mockingly, "Provided you behave yourself." Then I added, "I like your company, in point of fact."The chance for a good mate flashed before my mind's eye at that moment."Hey, Wendy girl," I thought, "Here's the first man who admires you. Don't spoil this opportunity! John's a nice man and he appreciates both your skills and your body. Don't miss the chance, it's now or never!"Though ashamed of my disability, I was.