That was whom I was thinking about as I walked around the back of the empty office block next to ours, the courtyard of which acted as our relief car ...ark. I was looking for my Jag; it was never in the same spot two days in a row. Behind me, I heard someone running and smiled, I’d never been quite that desperate to get away from work. The next thing I knew was a sharp pain behind my right knee, which caused me to fall to the ground, before even more pain, as at least two men started laying into. ”“Use those muscles you’ve been strengthening the past few weeks. Lift from the shoulders.” I followed her instructions and my arm lifted. The doctor had her hands under my elbow and wrist, though, so I wasn’t sure how much I was really doing.“Okay. Let me do the work now and see how your joints are holding up,” she said. Oh, shit! She lifted and straightened my arm, bent it at the elbow, and rotated the shoulder. It hurt. Muscles that hadn’t moved in two months were being stretched and. Im not really that interested in how it was for me 25 years ago when i first sucked a guys cock whilst wearing stolen nylons and panties.. im interested in reading about what desires and milestones an experienced crossdresser has accumulated over a similar length of time..its the extreme that quenches my regular needs nowadays.. so when i decided to write down my story about my 'first time' last week i also felt deflated a little as its probably going to be seen by others similar to my levels. “Just how handy ARE you?” She stood so close that I could feel her breath on my lips as she spoke. Already my cock was getting hard. “Well, that depends on what needs fixing,” I managed. I had a sip of wine, and she took the glass right back out of my hand and set it down on the table beside us. Then she reached out and grabbed the front of my cargo shorts and pulled me right up against her, hard. She moved her face inches from mine, and I awaited her kiss.Silly me. “I know you think I’m a big.