She was still asleep, so I went up to her bed and sat down next to her. Gently shaking her to wake her up."Not yet, mummy," she said still half asleep..."It's Veerle," I said with a smile.She opened her eyes and smiled back at me while saying, "Oops." You rascal," I said and started tickling her.She was laughing out loud and tried to push me away. But she was now fully awake. So I stopped tickling her and said, "Time to get dressed again, we are leaving." Pity," she said while she was sulking. "I. "joan sissy kisses her feminizer everyday after her morning enema. This sissy is so lucky."He turned toward the front camera, as the crane camerapanned him. And he began to push it in. There was no way.His eyes flitted to Mistress Red, who was smiling wicked.He pushed, but it fattened and it began to hurt. There wasno way, he thought. No way. This is impossible.He pushed deeper, and groaned, trying belatedly into makingit a happy sound. He thought he had about three inches ofit in now, but now. Jim re-entered the room nude. I jerked my head upright. "Sorry. I just couldn't wear anything any longer. I hope you don't mind," he said as he positioned himself on the other side of me. "I just have to open up. Clothing restricts me." WTF! I was acquiescing to one naked guy, now I'm dealing with two? WTF! I lay there frozen, absorbing the fact that I was laying between two nude men. Every instinct in my body signaled that I should leave. But I didn't. I nervously took a swig of my beer and. While I struggledwith the blouse, I kept staring at the mirror. I did look scarily likeAmrita Rao. And she was beautiful. And so was I. This sudden realizationinjected me with a sense of confidence that I thought I had lost forever. Once mom came in, her task was to tame my super thick belowshoulder length hair and build it into a simple Indian chignon. I sat atthe dresser as she combed my hair, telling me about her day. I couldn'tconcentrate, thinking only of my recital. By the time I had.