Fortunately today they are in time and wetake the next train which has its final destination which is St Remy. While enteringthe compartment I make he... sit down at the one side of the wagon facing theother end. Being a good sub she knows how to behave, she has to sit on her bareass with her knees spread shoulder wide. This position and the white tissueallows nearly every seated male (and for sure female) a great sight on her shavedand juicy cunt. She is only allowed to hold her hands palms down. I could go and have a look over the weekend. In the meantime Franasked if I'd like to go to her club with her. I thought that it would begood to socialise with CIS women, instead of sticking in my trans bubble.Friday night was quiet. Sue was out with her boyfriend, Daisy and Sallywere doing a maid gig and Mary was out with friends. It just left Caroland me. It was interesting chatting to Carol. She had been driven to liveas the girl she was sure that she was. She had put up with a massiveamount. So I slid down a little further and held his foot and kissed it on the top and then kissed the bottom. He told me to suck his toes but I hesitated at doing that until he pleaded more and reminded me that he would try anything I wanted if I did. I opened my mouth and took his big toe in it and sucked it like it was a dick. Taylor moaned and told me to keep doing it and then he bent over enough to where he could suck my dick. He took my dick all the way in his mouth until his nose was. We carry on throughout the night. His company a welcome distraction for the evening. He does what a man is supposed to do. Listening when I want him to, while filling the void in conversation when needed. He doesn’t bore me with his insignificant daily conquests of the corporate battlefield. Where little boys go to play, thinking themselves men. Nor is he some halfwit reciting poetry trying to impress me in his failed attempts at wit and charm. He is just a man making conversation, enjoying the.