I looked in the mirror and gasped! She then dressed me and did my makeup, put me in a pink corset, pink G string and stockings garter belt and everyth...ng. Finally a collar and a neckless saying “Sissy Bimbo” and she cried “Perfect! Now follow me my dear little whore” She told me to put on the 6 inch heels and follow her. I did up two flights of stairs where I could hardly walk! I followed into a room, lovely furnished with some sex toys s**ttered around. A black pedestal lay in the centre and. At first, I wasn't sure how I'd do. But now, I love dressingand everything feminine."The dean smiled. "Well, you know that here at NYU, you can declareyourself a transsexual and under our equal protection act, you can't bepenalized or discriminated for cross-dressing or a complete sex change.And as far as we are concerned in the department, we value you as aprofessor and want you to stay as long as you want."Frankie smiled. "I used to spend my summers dressing when I wanted andliving a more. ” Zylen tried to leave but I stopped him. “Let me go, Phoebe.” “No.” He struggled against my grip. “I said, let me go, Phoebe.” “NO!” I exclaimed, holding him tighter. “I saw when we connected he had no intention of using it unless I attacked him or one of you. He was only trying to scare me so I wouldn’t hurt you or your family. He had no idea that we would connect like we did, but he knew, he knew when we connected… I would never hurt you… or them.” Tears fell from my eyes. Zylen reached. Then he ignored it completely, using his fingers to open her wider and drawing his tongue across her outer lips, tasting her and getting more and more turned on as her moans grew louder and the smell and taste of her seemed to cloud his judgement, until he could think of nothing but making her come, letting her feel the pleasure she'd been waiting for ever since she left him the first message. Lena once again slid her fingers into his thick hair and shifted her hips, letting him know she needed.