I understood the shyness, but the sheer lack of control some of the others had just left me completely confused. How could anyone just throw themselve... at a total stranger? I could have been a deranged killer and they would have let me drag them away to their deaths. I finally stopped looking around at all the faces. They were looking and I couldn't do anything about it except leave the mall. That would probably cause different problems because some of them looked like they would have followed. I am afraid of the punishments Ms. Stephaniesometimes gives me, and while I want her to enjoy her sexuality fully,sometimes when she makes me suffer for her pleasure I feel so helplessand weak and afraid." Interesting," I noted. "Does she make you suffer for her pleasureoften?" She usually wants my tears when she has a bull spend the night or if shehas had some wine after dinner," she said honestly, making Stephanielaugh out loud."You tell her, sissy girl," Stephanie said laughing. "Now get. 'After all,it's hardly as though we're stepping into Oxford Street.'It was true that only an occasional car passed down the lane outside,and there were even fewer pedestrians. And it was also true that Ireally wanted to step outside, looking for all the world like a woman.Dare I walk into the lane, I wondered. The way that Celia was pushingme, there would be no option.'OK, but just into the front garden,' I conceded.'It's a deal,' Celia said, but in the mirror I could see she wascrossing her. It was the first time I had been kissed on the mouth by a man, at least by a man who was dressed as a man and I found the experience indistinguishable from those other times. It was also pleasurable. I opened my lips a little and kissed back.We should have been bumping our members, but my tuck had my own cock bent double and I was unable to achieve full erection. Sensing this, Plumrose reached between us to shake it loose, I lifted a thigh to help. That done I did my own delving and unzipped.