With the table blocking anyone from viewing she put her other handdown to feel just how smooth I was. "nice tuck," she said."So Mark, are you a CD, TV... or just a sissy," Will demanded to know.Before I could respond Lynn firmly says "Sissy," with a bit more pressureon my tucked clit.I was trapped now. Lol. How great was this night and this ski trip goingto get. "At my age I am not willing to go through surgery so TV I guess.I dress feminine basically 24/7 now. Kinda androgynous at least with. Taking the photos from Chris, I started to turn to the next one. He tried to take them back from me, saying we should call the police or something. Turning over, I dropped the pile in shock as I saw what he was clearly expecting to come up next. Not a picture of him fucking the beautiful woman who had walked him happily away last night. But a picture of him sucking a cock, quite happily by the look of it. I wasn't sure what to say as I tried to process it, looking from the picture, to my. And maybe a little seasick and a lot homesick.Wendy left the cabin, came out on deck and stood horizon watch ... not that she could see the horizon; it's still dark and wet. Mostly we followed the light on the rear of the submarine conning tower.The German War Machine was gearing up. Germany was sending its maritime might, the Kriegsmarine, out to sea early. The better to be in-place to cause the greatest possible havoc. Waiting until war was declared was a good way to be caught sitting at the. The other thing that made it go slow was the fact that it was my neck, arms and legs that were the subject of Manuel’s lesson.Whenever Manuel was talking and all hands were idle, I got up on my elbows and looked out to see if people were looking over to me. Quite a few were, probably just to see what was going on.After a couple of hours or so Manuel announced a break and everyone went to the cafe for a drink, That included me, and no one said that I should put some clothes on so I didn’t and I.