I decided that I would drive over to the Pussy Willow and apply for the job. That had been three days ago. The interview had went well, and I had actu...lly enjoyed being up on the stage when I did my interview dance. After talking with the manager for a while (he was an older gentleman who reminded me so much of my late Uncle Bobby) I finally broke down and explained to him what all was going on in my life. I had finally blurted out in between racking sobs, I dont mean to sound so desperate but. "Unless we are meeting friends Brad now dresses as a woman fromFriday evening to Sunday morning," Sue said, "...and I don't owna pair of cotton panties! We have experimented with bondage,exhibitionism and almost every toy you can think of... and weboth love it. When Brad is 'dressed' his alter ego Brandi hasmet several of our friends without any idea who she really is.Brandi is very loving and can satisfy me sexually in a way thatonly a girl like her can!"Sue is a beautician and she told how. So i just stopped trimming it.”I brushed away a tear that was forming in her right eye and gently kissed her. I said, “you’re beautiful. All of you.” i leaned over and put my nose in her bush. I smelled and tasted that most delicious delicacy, a women in heat. With one hand i caressed the inside of her right leg and with the thumb of the other hand i rub her velvet box. I found the slit and sank a knuckle inside and then my tongue. She was hot and wet. I gently parted her pussy lips and stuck. ‘Let’s get you out of these clothes,’ Richard consoled her, as he led her to the bathroom in her suite. Sandy had stopped crying by then, and before she went into the bathroom to take a shower, she tried to lighten up the mood a bit in a desperate attempt to salvage the evening. ‘I guess,’ sighed Sandy, that’s it for this dress!’ Richard heard the shower water running, and saw steam coming from under the bathroom door. He had removed his coat and tie, and sat on the bed wondering what to do.