She had precious little free time now, with school, her full-time job, and with me filling every available spare moment of her life.But this couldn't ...ait! It was only just after noon, but I needed to see her -- to talk to her -- right now. I needed to do it before I lost my conviction that this was the right thing to do.Call it the impetuousness of youth.So I drove to Ellie's apartment. Her young roommate, Donna Lee, was standing at the open entranceway when I approached the apartment. I was. Ashley slowly pulled her dress up by the hem over her ample hips. "Comeon sweet pea blot me gently." Leslie was close enough to smell the moistheat, the aroma was heavenly, his own little pricklet was straining thegusset of his panties, being bent down and tucked, it needed to beadjusted so bad. He gently with a reverance that only the mostsubmissive sissy could manage, dabbed that wonderously light brown curlyhaired muffin with the panties, he was in sissy nirvanna."MMMMM, that feels heavenly. Thank you both. I won’t be getting up again until morning, so you two go back to bed. I’ll make us a nice breakfast even if the power is still...”The lights came on before she could finish the sentence.“What really happened in there? Stephie demanded after we returned to her room.“Some of what she said was true, but ... she was still horny and grabbed me. In the toilet---she was, you know, on the toilet---in the dark and she grabbed my...”“You did her? In there?”“Yeah,” I said ashamed of. This was the first private residence in England to have electricity, you know. There were cowboy contractors even in those days!”She pulled a glass stopper from a decanter and flung it over her shoulder onto the floor, where it shattered into shards. “This one is known as Satan’s Blood.” Slopping the ruby red liquid into the goblet until it overflowed onto her gloved hands, she handed it to Mark. “See what you think.” Narrowing her eyes, she glared at him intently but made no attempt to pour.