" I want you to show me, show me now Henry. Show me how excited you areto have me turning your little sissy boy son into a girl. Did you knowthat unde... his blue jeans he's always wearing pretty, lace trimmed nylonladies panties. I keep him in pantyhose all the time too and make sureto keep his pedicure perfect and toenails painted at all times, did youknow all of his toenails are now a bright gloss red? When he takes hisshoes and socks off you can see them gleaming under the sheer nylonhose!. " His words flowed out accompanied by light laughter.The music was playing again and we just automatically began another slow dance."Do you really think I'm a good dancer? Or are you just being the gentleman?" I do think you are a good dancer Martha. It's obvious that you haven't danced very much but you have a sense of rhythm."Our bodies bumped together. He made an obvious move to separate."Don't worry Martin. You don't have to jump back every time we bump."I moved against him. I wanted to. "Like a zombie, she crossed to him on pointed toes. Her head barely reached his chest, and his stiff cock pointed at her midsection like a spear. She took another step forward. The cockhead was nuzzling against her heaving abdomen just beneath the luscious underswellings of her precocious tits.He groaned. "Want to see more?" he asked. "Just help yourself, honey--there's more. Remember--I'm ballsy."Licking suddenly dry lips with a vixen tongue, Amy reached forward and finished undoing his. Rachel and Alex had certainly not been playing fair and that had created quite an atmosphere within the rest of the group. Beth thought for a moment, her mind churning over and over the idea of beating those two for the coveted prize. “Maybe” Beth replied with some reluctance. “That’s my girl!” Alex replied, putting an arm around Beth’s shoulder. “Now then, who is on your list of possible candidates?” Beth felt awkward. She had not looked at another guy in a romantic or erotic way since she.