Satine pulleddown the rest of her top, revealing round, full breasts, brown nipplesstanding to attention. Each nipple had a delicate silver ring thro...ghit. Stella started massaging the glorious orbs with both hands, even asshe kissed Satine on the side of the neck. Satine leaned her head back.Her eyes closed, she moaned at the waves of pleasure radiating from herchest. Stella laid a trail of gentle, burning kisses from her neck downto one nipple. Then she went to work on the teat, gently. He was nowhere near as tall as Lionel, but just about the same as Sean's six-five. We kind of figured that if he'd reduce the size of the chip on his shoulders he'd be able to jump higher. He was sure no Lionel and made a lot of snide comments about having to play ball with a bunch of lilies. George, who I'd worked with on our School Board campaign, made the team. He was aggressive under the boards, but a little clumsy. He was still growing into a new body and size fourteen shoes that he fell. Fortunately I had a coat in my car which half covered me for my dash back to the front door. I slammed the door shut and breathed a sigh of relief. It felt so good to finally be on my own.I headed for the shower and cleaned myself of the days grime which seemed to permeate my body. I was shamefully aware of my belly button piercing and my 'Sissy Slut' tattoo.I made some tea and settled down in front of the television. A short time later there was a text. It was from Master John;'Sissy. Take. She might have been able to keep these feelings to herself for longer if it were not for that.But maybe if Heather realized this as well, it would not come as such a shock."Sounds good to me, then," Diane said."Great. Could you at least tell me if you've told him yet?"Diane very nearly corrected Heather's pronoun use. "Um, no, not yet, but ... but I'm going to be mentioning it really soon." Good. It's better to get that sort of thing out in the open, you know. Hopefully you won't be.