He smiledslowly. "Just look at you."She didn't know what else to say so she tried to smile, waiting for him toleave. She was mortified, and she really...didn?t want to try and explain herselfany further, which would only make things worse. She just wanted him to walkout the door so she could run to her room, get out of those clothes, and shoveeverything back under her bed and pull the covers up over her head.But he seemed to like what he was seeing. He stepped forward and took herwrist, holding. .not likemost of the time when I just want to fuck you and finish, but in a moreleisurely, erotic way, I guess like a cat being stroked..." Exactly! And that's how women feel, Mike. You're letting yourfemininity come through. Having me stroke your ass, tease you, using theoil, it's all making you relax and turning you on in a more subtle way.At least compared to the usual masculine 'wham bang thank you Ma'am'thing. It's so much fun and it makes me so horny to see you respond toerotic play like. We applied soap on each other’s bodies and stood under the hot shower for fifteen, twenty minutes. I kept rubbing his cock from under his shorts, while he kept feeling my pussy. I kept kissing him on his neck and shoulders, while he kept feeling my hips and ass. It was awesome. I had waited for this moment when he would feel me this way.We also wiped each other’s bodies like two c***dren. He pressed me in places that made me go wet. And I kept feeling his erection.Once done, we were on the path. "'Do you like the dress?'"I answered impulsively, 'No, Aunt Sophie.'"'And why not?'"'Because I'm not a girl. Everyone can see that I'm a boy in a dress.'"'And you would like to change that?'"'Yes.'"And so it went on and on. She twisted my words. Instead of asking herto give me something else to wear, she got me to request a differenthair style." You really did ask her for a girl's hair style?" Yes. You don't know her, she can do that perfectly. My head didn'tmatch the dress, so something had to.