How handy he thought, just get rid of the 't'and I have a feminine name, too. He shaved his face really close,and touched up his legs a little, too. ...He put in his contactlenses, and dried his hair with a blow dryer. He styled it outinto a feminine style, and used his moms curling iron to get thefront to curl like the girls at school do. He turned on the radioand listened to a am talk show. He began speaking with the femalebroadcaster, trying to get his voice as feminine as possible.. Time had no relevance. Thisseemed to go on and on, dreary in it's longevity, and weary for body andmind. I somehow knew I was limp and listless, weak and exhausted alltogether.I had now completely capitulated to the will of these men who commandedme and I submissively obeyed. Exhausted, I dozed in and out of myself,floating and looking down on my body. I could see Doctor Matsen through afog of waking wipe my brow with a damp cloth but couldn't open my eyesabove a sliver or feel refreshed by the. She was breathless.“My God, you sure know how to please a woman.” She hadn’t been so thoroughly satisfied for years. “Thanks, but you did most of the work.” He was amazed at her orgasmic ability. Most women weren’t able to have a multi-orgasmic experience like hers—especially on a first date. They wanted to establish some sort of relationship before opening their legs—which he understood. The fact that Grace made love to him tonight was a puzzle. He chalked it up to luck (his),. Bob, if you can seduce my pretty wife out of her clothes, I am sure she would enjoy showing you more." The smile on my wife's face was all the evidence I needed to see this was what she wanted at the time. I stepped out leaving the door to the hall open. I walked far enough that they could not hear me but that I could still see and listen to what was happening. Bob, was stroking her legs as they flirted. Bob left her dress pulled up and began to stroke her shoulders, slowly letting his hands.