I had also kept taking hormones, so I hadbudding B cup titties hiding under the boy clothes that I woreduring the week. My sissy clitty was also shrin...ing down to nothing,but as I still kept it locked away in a cage, I didn't really care.I had the key by this time, and would only let myself out for abirthday sissygasm once every year in remembrance on the life thatalmost was.I was shocked to hear that Mr. Davis passed away. He died undermysterious circumstances, but tongues were wagging that he. Thank you. I've never thought of myself like that. Never." She smiled momentarily, then looked at Ned ruefully, "But if you're right, I mean about my clothes looking sensual, I'm not as good as I think I am." How so?"Toni began to eat, slowly, savoring the food. She looked at Ned as he ate, too. "I do make my own clothes. Because I can't find any in the stores that are concealing enough. I try to dress as though I don't have a body. If you think it looks sensual, I've failed - at least at. After cleaning and straightening ourselves up, we went back to the living room where I was surprised to learn only 30 minutes had elapsed. Lanisha teasingly asked if we'd enjoyed ourselves. "Well, I know I did!" I chortled, playfully hugging Veronica to myself. Before Anita arrived (nearly 45 minutes later) I spent the time between Lanisha and Veronica on the couch, arms around their shoulders, squeezing their ripe tits, mentioning how I'd appreciate an encore performance. Lanisha could drop by. He stroked it like it was a favorite pet. Before the next song ended, he had her so wet she thought she had lost control of her bladder. Something had been awakened deep within Seema. Jenny whispered to Seema. Ill be in the dressing room when youre finished here. She then quietly slipped out. When the next song ended, Seema slowly climbed off Jim and put her bra and thin robe back on. She sweetly kissed him and he handed her two fifty-dollar bills. Oh Sir. I think you have paid too much. Jim.