This can't be me. I mustbe hallucinating.Not knowing what to do, I complete dressing as if I were a female. Ittakes me the better part of an hour to...do my hair and makeup. I chooseone of Coleen's short black dresses that requires me to wear a corset.True to form I turn out to have a waist a good one and one half inchessmaller than I ever remember. I also have a pair of killer legs withvery shapely calves in four inch heels. But my greatest new foundasset, by far, is my cleavage."What other. “How often?” Jack’s eyes widened and I knew I had fucked up. “No, don’t tell me. I’m sorry, that was out of line, I’m sorry...”Jack tightened his arms around me. “It’s okay. It’s a fair question. You’re only the third woman I’ve ever said that to.”Three? Well, he was my first and only, but Jack was seven years older than me. He was way more experienced. I guess that made sense. “Am I like them?”“Eh,” he replied, noncommittally. “My first love, she was a blonde like you, but after that, who. As I stepped into my bedroom I felt the familiar and still-lingering throb in my pussy. Still not having been able to satisfy myself, it was by now a desperate throb. Reaching the edge of the bed I pulled off my summer dress and in one fluid motion dropping it at the foot end. I turned to the mirror, inspecting myself; God, I looked good today! I struck a few poses, the sight of my own naked body slowly turning me on again. I swear I had completely forgotten our landscaper, Arne, was still out. ”It was Christian’s hobby though not much of a money maker.This gave Kate, Ana’s older sister who had just had her twenty eighth birthday a wicked idea!“I understand you have a seat that needs to be caned.”“Indeed I do. However, where is your cane?”“Ma’am.”“I cane chair seats.”“Here you can use this one.”Think of Christian as a Benny Hill type character, who can’t believe he has struck gold. He climbed the stairs with a tingle of excitement.Christian was about to correct the mistake when she.