Tammy was wearing a tube top and hot pants. I was wearing jean shorts and a tank top myself.Everyone was quiet and polite which had me worried. It fel... like the calm before the storm. Jen asked, “When are you going to work out? Will you permit me to join you?”“I have not worked out since the attack. In fact, I just recently have been allowed to do full exercises. Tammy, can I do a workout today instead of physical therapy?” I asked.“As long as you are not being hit or kicked and don’t get. My obsession grow to me wearing knickers and bras through the day, if i was alone in the house i'd strip off all my maleness and basically be a girl. i was heading for trouble i didnt notice or care at the time. i was borrowing my mums clothes and my sisters too and after finding my look as a sissy i used to wear my mums size 7's purple velvet high heels with 3 inch heels at night i was walking round the area mastering my balance in heels. before long i was in heaven i had created a image of a. Maybe it was just the beauty of a spring day, but I saw—or pretended to see—Jenny take two steps at a time. I scowled, and spoke with what I thought was a deep and official sounding voice, "You, go back down the stairs!" And shy and very lovely Jenny looked at me and said, "You are being mean!" But she went back down the stairs, as did her friend, also a lovely girl but without the sparkle that Jenny possessed.A day or so later, that friend saw me in the halls and said, "You were really mean to. “Oh, oh god, Mistress Heather, I’m cumming!” she cried out.“I know you are, baby, but it’s not that simple. Aaron, since you are done already” - the condescension in her tone was noted - “I need you to hold Jess steady for me.”“Oh, oh fuck, ok take the vibrator off please,” Jess asked.“No, not just yet honey, I need another cum from you first,” Heather said with what sounded like genuine pity in her voice“Ow, fuck, no, I can’t, Mistress Heather,” Jess said. She started to try and wiggle off the.