"Looks like someone is a little turned on." Fran said with a smile. I think that is the first time she ever smiled. She reached down and started to st...oke my cock. "I guess I owe you this. Have you ever had sex before? No? Its has been awhile for me too. My husband is not too much into sex any more. Its always quick, in and out and gone." Fran said as she now had both hands on my cock and had it nestled in her bush. Now she fondled my balls. I thought i was going to blow my load all over her. These are classic symptoms of depression or the blues.As I sat there waiting for the kettle to boil, Sarah came into thekitchen."John, you know that when you dress as a girl, you need to have a newname. We can't go round calling you John. I think it would beempowering for you, on becoming a girl, to choose your own name."A normal guy, determined to hold on to his masculinity, who found himselfdressed like me might have noticed how Sarah had stated "When you dressas a girl" where such a guy. Catherine press the button for floor two and Charles leaned over and pressed the large three button. “Thanks for the tip, I think we will go out for a meal tonight. I certainly don’t want to start cooking and I suspect that Alice will feel the same way.”Catherine got out at the 2nd floor saying, “Well I hope you enjoy living here it is a nice area if you need anything just give us a knock and I look forward to meeting Alice.”Charles nodded and replied, “Thank you again for the restaurant tip,. Of course, it contained the essentials and it also my slave's mid-thigh length leopard spotted coat, black thigh highs, her black "come fuck me pumps" and the rest of our toys. I opened the car door, the suitcase was on the back seat. With a quick unzip, her leopard coat, thigh highs and shoes, which were right on top, were in my arms. I picked them up, closed the car and went back into the pub. I folded the coat and thigh highs nicely and placed them on top of the shoes on the booth seat.