Here I was about to lead a side to my life that I'd always thoughtwould never be revealed. I am a submissive sissy whose fantasies runswild with image... of controlled sissy sluts, into everything that makesme feel more feminine. The internet had helped me explore. In adifferent age I would have lived alone. Hopefully this was going to bebetter.At a quarter to eight I'm ready to give it up as I think she's notgoing to show. There are still people leaving the station buteverything is slowing down. Whatever it takes.." she smiled at the idea.It became a regular thing for Carol to flash her tits out for the boys , whenever they asked.Then one night I had to leave the group , and carol , at a pizza hut while I drove a friend home suddenly. I had only been gone 20min but when I got back there was a strange tone around the table.At the end of the night Carol and I were driveing home when I asked if anything had happened while I was away?When she told me the guys had pulled her top down in. The woman, though still asleep, was now obviously very, very relaxed.There was a loud beep and the pink man stepped back slightly from the bed. The woman floated up about three feet and rotated in the air so she was face up. Then she very gently floated back down onto the bed.The man returned to the side of the bed and applied more lubricant to his hands and to the women’s skin. Now the massage was more definitely sensual. There was less kneading and more sliding, twisting, and tweaking. The. She spread out two comforters she keeps in the corner and laid on them, and he followed, lying beside her. He took Vicky in his arms and began kissing her.They were already breathing heavily through their noses as Dan moved his right hand down and undid the remaining buttons on Vicky’s blouse. He opened it revealing her bare tits held by a cupless bra.“Now I know how you were able to show so much beautiful tit inside your blouse, and why your nipples stuck out so easily,” he said, caressing her.