I backed slowly out of our slot into the passageway leading to the fuel station.The tide was out, so I had Charlotte climb the ladder at the wharf and...then catch the thrown stern line to tie us off. Once that was done, I killed the motor and went quickly to the bow to toss her that line. She caught it first chance and secured us to the dock. I climbed the ladder and checked in with the agent, showing him my credit card. Within fifteen minutes, I had a full tank of diesel and started us back. “I know,” she laughed in a grateful tone. “Whatever you want. Dinner this week. Movies. Name it.” “Shit, you’re going to owe me that and at least a hummer too,” I told her. I was joking in part, but what curious to see where her head was at. “So I get my paper written and give a blow job? Sounds pretty win-win from where I’m sitting,” she replied. “Yeah, whatever. Alright, let me do this thing.” So I read, and wrote, and read and wrote, and asked questions, and wrote some more. Every so. Well, well I mused she has a 'C' cup pair of tits and very nice they are too."Tell me about your breasts," I asked. "When did they arrive?" I was 11," she said.I stopped for a moment not sure if I wanted to ask the next question."Who was the first guy to touch them?" I asked.She didn't answer immediately."Remember you can't lie," I reminded her."Tommy Best," she at last replied.Tommy Best, who on earth was he, I thought."Tell me about it," I instructed."He took me to a party then took me. “Now you remember our agreement correct?” “Yes, I will not question you” Ken went on to say he has broken in many sissies, some took more time than others but he is 100%. Ken looked at the small lump growing under my dress and chuckled “Okay it looks like it time to get start.” He stood up, removed his denim shirt, wow; a nice hairy chest. He told me to gently suck his nipples. I licked and sucked one then the other, “Good gurl.” I continued to lick his chest as he dropped his pants. “I want.