I moaned gently at the delicate touch of my dance partner. My pussylips were already wet and willing, almost kissing the flesh of his fingers. I coul... feel my pussy opening up like a flower in bloom to an invading bee. His finger circled my naked pussylips, tickling my sex as he smiled at me. I licked my lips seductively, feeling my breasts heave with excitement, as he slid his fingertip in my moist pussy and began to gently finger fuck me. His touch was sensual and sent sexual pulses. One of our friends met up with some of his work colleagues, and we all sat together. Another friend of a friend seemed to be very chatty with me, Damion, he was married.As the evening wore on I said “I’m going outside for a cig” and Damion said “I’ll join you”, as we made our way outside and round the back of the club there were a lot of people doing the same as us, it had started to rain so everyone was huddled in the fire exits. “Fucks sake follow me” I said, walking round the building. He needed more, April passed and May began, his father had a holiday booked, early perhaps but it was a case of all the bakery men wanted holidays, and to make it fair some had early some at the end of the summer and some in the height of summer the, next year they all moved on one block, this year it was their turn for the early spring. His Dad had hired a camper, a tiny little 4 seat Bedford van, known as a dormobile, each year of late, they had done the same, the tiny cramped van taking them. Ms. Lawrence noted his appearance and oftencomplimented him but kept him busy with other duties like learning howto set a proper table for an elegant meal. Within another few days thefeminine clothing Tim now constantly wore went by as second nature, justas Ms. Lawrence had planned. And the feminization lessons continued."My chest is tingly. And it's getting puffy for some reason," Timmentioned to Ms. Lawrence one night as he slipped into his nightgownbefore bed."It's probably the silicone.