On the way home, Nate told me more about what hewants in a partner. "Gabby, I want you to know that I'm into veryfeminine girls, pretty dresses, skir...s, heels, painted nails, jewelry,makeup...you get the picture, I'm sure. If we continue to be together,and I really hope we do, I will want you to continue to feminize yourself.I know some ladies who can help in that process, if you need it." Myheart fluttered, as my small cock got harder in my jeans. I loved what hewas saying, but this would. By then Megan and Katherine left Ivy's bedroom, to do their own things."You are such a good slave Charles!!" Ivy said.She patted Charles on his head while he was still crouched down. His thighs were aching. His jaw was tired. His tongue felt wobbly. He felt weight on his nipples because the chains attached to them were holding the tray up. He had never felt so uncomfortable in his life."Why the sad face Charles??" asked him.She fondled with his blond hair.He could smell alcohol coming from her. It was all so special the setting the softness of the grass the smell of the fresh air. He stopped and turned her towards him and asked you having a good time, she could not help her self she kissed him passionately; once she had stopped he said presume that means yes then. She needed to feel his tender lips again and gently kissed him he responded with an urgency that surprised her. But though urgent the kiss was soft and sensual, in a way she had never been kissed before and she felt she. My hands slide down the tops of her legs to the hem of her skirt and then start back up across the insides of her thighs, taking the skirt with it. My hands caressing the sensitive insides of her thighs, I start to squeeze, almost to the point of causing pain. She feels the adrenaline flowing through her–a little scared-I'm still a stranger and she has not surrendered to me completely yet. She is still uncomfortable being with me, not knowing what I might do to her-but the other part of her is.