I stuffed the pantyhose into an old department store shopping bag and when I got home I counted them. I don’t remember the exact number but it was o...er 30 pair. If she noticed she never said anything but I don’t think she paid it much attention. I wore those pantyhose for several months, including to school until each pair was in tatters. I also wore them at home but only for a few hours at a time.Probably six or so months later I looked for the basket and it wasn’t where it had been. I was. I've got twoof them at home right now. One's almost ready for sale, the littlebitch." They are lucky to be taken in by an artist like you, Agent Deavers." Yeah, I like the journey, especially early on, when they resist thetraining. It turns me on, when they start to break and start sobbingand begging for mercy. On the other hand, I do have to admire your sissyMrs. M, the ones that are multi-generational sissies like Jezzie here,they are just so naturally submissive and pretty, I certainly see. I mean ... isn't that the way it always happens ... hot summer sun beating down on a dusty street ... respectable folk hurrying away on boardwalks in front of false fronted board buildings ... cowboys drinking in the saloon while their hitched horses stand dropping road apples ... a blazing exchange of gunfire and the loser falling face first in a fresh pile?This was like that ... well ... except for the the sun ... it was a cloudy May day ... and the street was paved. Bunch of high school kids. I went near her and hug her from behind and planted a deep kiss in her lips, our tongues met each other it went on for more than ten minutes, and while doing the same my hands were circling her big boobs over the saree and blouse. I kiss her neck, nose, eyes, lips, forehead for long time. I then made a move and kneel down to the floor and kiss on her navel, she moves in rhythm. I took her in my arms and walk to my bedroom; I made her lie on the bed and sat besides her. She looks so charming in.