"Your bed room is in here." George led him into a roof aside from thekitchen area and set the bags on the bed. He then opened a green woodencloset doo... and watched a dart board and metal darts fall to the floor."You can hang your things in here." Thanks, grandpa." Kevin said as he kicked his shoes off and rubbed hisnylon coated feet against one another. The wooden floor had a singlecircular rug much like those out in the main room.He put away his clothes and started reading with his body. She placed some soft water filled bags into each cup before, I realized that it was to give me breasts. She next got me to step into a dress, zipping it tightly at the back and arranging the frills under the skirt section. “Back to the dresser and sit.” Again I did as I was asked.Pulling a wig onto my head, she soon brushed it out so it looked good.Now staring back in that mirror was nothing but a girl. In one way, I felt I looked good, but in another I felt shame. Passing me new shoes similar. And I can see you’ve got taste,” she added, bending to put her books and papers on the low coffee table.Her short skirt rode up the back of her thighs, giving me an enticing view of her slender, tanned legs. What were her panties like, I wondered? Did she even have panties?She’d said the right thing ... about “taste.” I didn’t have a great deal of art, but I prided myself on the things I had. Even though it was just a two-room flat, it was moderately large. The plants and rugs and art gave it a. Christine went upstairs to bed, she was wearing a sheer nightie. I came to bed later, I laid beside her. I let her spit covered breast go free, rolling over the top of her, completely covering her petite body with my huge body, proceeding to lay my body on her. Only the hands and the spread creamy white legs are visible of her as she stopped struggling to surrender her body to my sinister intentions. She whimpered as I rub my cock head up and down her pussy lips. Then my cock head nudged.