I crawl over to ben and start sucking , I hear voices and I hear sarha laughing my uncle walks in and he has just a T-shrit and shoes on and sits at t...e table. Ben tell's me not to be rude to say hello to or guest. so i crawl over to my great uncle and go to work all i hear from him is mmmmmmm good bitch .I hear sarha telling someone no no it's ok i promise just do it , here i well help you.then i hear a voice a think i now say " are you sure it's ok" and sarha said here and started to suck who. Just because I was born a man didn't mean I was born stupid I thought tomyself. She talks to me like I am a little girl getting dressed for thefirst time. Again she was leading me, thrusting femininity upon me.But I listened attentively as she pulled out the piece of cardboard thatyou always get in a pack of tights or stockings, and rolled my first pairof tights up into a ball. She told me to roll them up my legs with mythumb on the inside and to think in terms of how I would roll them up. " Oh," he said."Yes. Pass the good news on to Viv will you?" and I hung up.There were no further calls. I took my pills, and crashed. It was four in the afternoon and I did not wake up until six the next morning. I still ached, but felt refreshed. I lay abed until seven, listening to the ramblings of the DJ on the radio, and then got up and went to work.My reception was, if not frosty, without enthusiasm from my PA. Jenny made no comment but the atmosphere was not warm. I assumed it was to do. “This wet pussy is mine!” he whispered in her ear. “Yes, sir” she moaned as a shiver ran through her body. He ran his hands up her stomach to her breasts. “These pert breasts are mine as well”. “Yes, sir” she cooed again as another shiver ran through her body. She could feel the wetness coming on more now. As her mind raced to understand why giving into him made her so horney. Pleasing him and making him happy was all that she really wanted to do. She was ready to give him her body to use as he.