" Good, then I understand your staring. Why don't you just try it out.I'll give you a pair of pantyhose and a short skirt, I've got more thanenough o... them."He looked at me with a strange expression. After a long pause he said, "Iactually never want to wear a skirt again. NEVER AGAIN!"He was stirred up. I tried saying nothing so I wouldn't provoke him.After some time he continued, "But now I see you. I would never have ableto imagine that a boy existed for whom it was fun to wear a skirt. But. ” I wasn’t in love, but I was in lust. She was too damn cute. About an hour later she called. The trip to Padre was on. Friday couldn’t come soon enough. I piled a couple of folding chairs into the back of my SUV, along with a change of clothes and my swimming trunks. I dialed Brenda’s number. Within minutes, she had added a small luggage to my SUV and we were on the road to Padre Island, about an eight hour drive away. Our conversation was light. We talked about her family, my family, our. I squeezed down near the base and I heard a deep groan come from him; "Oh baby - kiss on it Keven." I sank to a spread legs squat between his big hairy legs. Then I performed oral sex on another man for the first time in my young life! His cock was so big I could only take about half of it in before gagging. So I devoted my attention to nibbling and suckling on the big mushroom head. Suddenly he said: "Keven, I want to fuck you, honey! Stand up and show me that ass. I turned and wiggled my bare. How clear it was. How rapid it was. Howdifferent it was. Lisa realized that she hadn't had such clarity ofthought for a long, long time. The more she thought about it, the moreshe realized that she'd actually been in something of a daze for somuch of the time she'd been submitting to Master Steve's dominance andto his feminization of her. A happy daze, a contented daze, andwonderfully pleasurable daze but, a daze none-the-less. A daze nowgone. Not just gone because she was sad at being.