I had come all over her leather couch as she pulled on her dress and ran to the foyer to delay her daughter. After pulling up my shorts I went back to...hanging pictures.Mrs. Bresh walked into the living room followed by her daughter. My sister, Jenna, was right. I would have jerked off just looking at her. She had short, dyed black hair, blue eyes and luscious, pouted lips. She had obviously inherited her mother's tits. They pushed to get out of her t-shirt. She was wearing the shortest shorts. "I can't but Nell probably could provided you take her round. You'll have to ring her. I could do Tuesday but that's really all unless there are short trips on Monday and Wednesday afternoons." But we need you both." I know, Rita, but I do have a business to run and I just cannot afford any more time. As it is, to do what I've offered is going to have an impact. Please don't press me, love. I'm deeply grateful for the van and want to help but I can't be at three places at once."Rita could hear. I had given a great deal of thought to my experience with Allister so far that morning. Much as I had loved having sex with him, however, I couldn’t see my way clear to the constant feminization to which he had alluded. Drag was not my thing, and although an occasional bit of ‘diversion’ into that realm could be interesting, I could not see my way clear to rushing to the bedroom to transform every time he appeared.“Allister, I know you are straight, and I respect that. The thing is, I enjoy. I got soaking wet but could not get it started. I told her I would drive her home and look at it tomorrow when it was dry.She thanked me and got in my car. I could not keep my eyes off her legs. I made small talk and told her she was too drunk to be driving anyway. She said she did not start drinking till she was sitting with butch waiting for me to get there. I told her I had been there for a while looking for her but did not see her. She apologized and said she was sitting in a car talking to.