"I mean, how can you tell?" It's him," Janie said firmly. "I watched him get feminized. HeyKitty, tell us who you are." I'm Kitty Kummylips," I answ...red, and they tittered and dropped theirjaws when they heard my squeaky-high voice. "I used to be a man namedThomas Nexly, but now I'm a bimbo-doll for Mistress Lauren." Good girl, Kitty," Janie said patronizingly. "Now show these ladieswhat you've got under that pretty little schoolgirl skirt of yours."I did as I was told, pulling up the short. ” She saw that Max responded to this suggestion by getting an enormous boner. She briefly stroked its outline in his board shorts. She said, “I want that later, several times.” It got even bigger. Max attended punctually. Em liked that in a young man. She opened the door to him clad in a little beach party top and pants. He liked that. She could see evidence of that in his chinos. He was also wearing a black shirt. Em wanted to unbutton it immediately so she would kiss, lick and bite his. She wore enough perfume to kill a cat. It's a outfit no woman her size and age should wear but in my head she looked fucking hot. During the service we were lighty holding hands and Norma whispered in my ear that she was horny. I whispered back, 'I'm gunna fuck you with my big dick' The two old gals in front of us over looked back, I'm sure they heard me. After the service one of them had some big old tits herself and was looking me up and down. I guess being young, buffed and good looking has. " Not for the accident," I said, stilling the room, "that's not what worries me. What worries me is just what you said—that I didn't listen when you said No. I don't like those kinds of people. They're careless. They think only of themselves. They don't care what happens to other people. I don't want to be that. And yet I was. And I can't let that happen again. Especially not with something like sex. So, yes, you're right, this is why I'm not—what'd you say—whipping my thing out more.