Yet this time it could be a stranger she had been given to for the night. Dressed in the same little girly dress from the sex shop she wondered what w...s to happen this time. A man sat anonymously behind a bright light bringing on a familiar thrill of the unexpected, leaving her shivering with excitement. ‘Turn around. Bend over.’ The voice commanded. Knowing her readiness was exposed dishonoured her, adding to this evening’s torments. ‘Stand up. Pull your breasts out. Put the blind fold on.’. Tara was impatient and barked at Bella.“Take my panties off for me right now! We saw what you were doing with those filthy men. You have a cock just like them; don’t you know you should appreciate a woman?” Bella did, but not to the extent that her sissy feelings had for men and boys; she so wanted to be a girl and was strangely jealous of the sweet smelling slit and puffy lips which were revealed as she meekly removed Tara’s sopping panties.“You have a good sniff of those and lie down face up. All she had to do was to keep his focus on her mouth and her boobs and busy on her bottom to get to that final finish line of taking it all the way up the bum and the devil take the hindmost as she enjoyed a nice orgasm down below.She had practiced the whole thing on randomly selected males for a one night stand and this was the first time she had actually set up a real date with a man to test out her ability to please him and convince him that she was just as feminine as the schoolteacher. "Yes, I can see your dreams, but I prefer not to. Dreams are like hallucinations, they don't make much sense. I prefer just to gather the emotional content of the sleeping thoughts. Would you like me to wake you up if you start to have a nightmare?" I pondered the question a moment, and told her "No. I would rather my brain do what it wants. However frightening a nightmare is, it is always a relief to wake up- maybe that is their purpose, to make reality prefered over dreams." She tucked her.