She looked me over commenting how good I looked without any ugly hair. Brittanycommented that my prick looked much larger now that there was no pubic ...air. Shetold me to sit at her makeup table and she put on pink lipstick on me. What agreat feeling I had on my lips. She had me dab on a tissue. Looking at my lipimpression on the tissue seemed to consolidate my position as my mistress'sslave. She said that soon she would be putting my lips to there true use,sucking on her clit.I stood in front. Judging by the sounds he was making, he was definitely in some sort of pain, but it seemed to be of the right kind. She squeezed as hard as she could around him and suddenly she felt his entire body shake as her hands were filled with thick, white liquid. At the same time, he moaned deeply, a sound of the utmost satisfaction. At the same time, he reached out for her and held her close as his body shook with aftershocks. Another spurt of semen seeped down on her hand and she caressed him. To lubricate the conversation and to anesthetise Jack's undercurrent of irritation, Jack ordered another bottle of Champagne. Looking to the clock over the bar, they had been in the Marshall for almost two hours and Jack smiled that considering the awkwardness of it; the evening was flying along nicely. "Ok, ladies, nature calls," said Jack. As Fay watched Jack disappear amongst the throng, she turned back to see Shelly looking over the crowd as she sipped at her Champagne. Fay smiled and. I had officially been sissified and would never be quitenormal again. As the years went on my Aunt secretly dressed me inpanties, slips, nightgowns, pantyhose, tights, and dresses. When mygranny wasn't there I would often ask Aunt Brenda if I could be herlittle girl. We played dress up constantly and she taught me everythingfeminine. How to sit, walk, talk, and all the feminine girly thingsthat girls do. As I got older I dressed as a girl as much as I couldand Aunt Brenda knew how excited I.