‘Darren, they’re probably closed for a reason, ya think?’ Darren smiled briefly, not looking at me. His gaze was firmly on the phones, and I dou...ted a small matter like a mere blizzard would ever wrest his eyes away from them. At least, I thought he smiled. It was difficult to tell through his thick, old world mustache. Often, I would idly wonder if there was an alternate universe in his mustache, safe from my world, living among his hair follicle trees. Then I would wonder if they liked pizza,. Unlike Jordan and Danielle, she didn’t run her hands over my chest and abs but went straight back to stroking me. She was still in her shoes, which put her just shy of my height. Her eyes rolled up and she kissed me again while spreading her saliva over me. It was only a light coating, but there was enough to make her actions smooth and pleasant.I didn’t know what to do at first. Her aggressiveness suggested that resistance was pointless, but I wasn’t resisting, not really. If anything, I. I have to use all my lungs rather than a small part. Shehas given me a whole load of exercises to do including neck, chest andbreathing exercises and to practice talking into a tape recorder as if Iwas speaking to a small child in a gentle a slightly musical mannerPractice and playback.I will see her again on the 24th January, next year. The appointmentswill keep on until it suddenly clicks into place and my speech isfeminine. She doesn't think I should have too many difficulties as myvoice is. Oh that cleavage... Her breasts are perfect. I always thought a C cup was perfect, but, these.... Wow! They are the most perfectly shaped small D cup, tan like the rest of her body, and covered by the most wonderful thick nipples. If I were to describe them, I would have to say they are the perfect size of a gum drop.We soon left the eating establishment and I opened her door. As she slipped into the car, I tried to sneak a peek as to what was under that skirt, but I was disappointed. Isabella.