Of course most men didn't like the idea of dressing as a woman to do their work, Geoff thought, but there were plenty of places that required it these...days. Either it was because the employer thought it the best way to manage their staff or because they took some perverse amusement from humiliating the employees. It was hard to tell which it was at the Gynarch. Mostly, Geoff felt, it wasn't personal. It just seemed that the Gynarch had its reputation as the birthplace of New Order to live up to. .."I nod, and sort of curtsy, hard with my panties at half mast, and hurryto the desk, placing my hands carefully over her paperwork and bendingover, pushing out my arse... then she starts to stroke it, running herhand over the taught suspender straps, then slaps it once, twice, threetimes, gently for her. Which is just as well as my arse is still sore..in fact it's hard to remember a time when it wasn't at least a littlesore.... and then I can feel the pressure of something hard being. She was so hot and receptive that I just had to see how far thing could be pushed. I had her dress bunched up over her ass and with her underwear pushed to the side I could see down the crack of her nice round butt. I could see my glistening shaft sliding in and out of her pussy and when I spread her cheeks I could also see her asshole and I wanted it. I moistened my thumb with spit and I used it to massage her tight little starfish while we fucked. Every so often I’d let some spit dangle from. Tony hated going there and the disciplined life style it required. Beingone of the smaller boys in his class was often picked on by the othercadets. While he did have a few friends at school Tony had no closeones. The school did sponsor four dances a year in which young ladiesfrom the nearby girl's school attended. At one of the dances Tony met asomewhat homely looking girl, Alice. She gave him his first kiss and theonly one who would accept his request for a dance. He was happy.