I put them on and the feeling was amazing. Looking at myself in the mirror I developed a sense of pride that I could look so good in the panties and b...a. The dentist told me I could look like a beautiful girl if I dressed up and he was not lying. Somehow looking myself in the mirror made me feel really excited and good inside. That was my first time dressing up in girl's clothes and it changed my life forever. I didn't dress up again until I was an adult. I thought I had outgrown such things. ”“No! Just stop!” Rebecca was fighting but she was losing her will. “It’s okay if your nipples get hard. It just means you’re having fun.” Venus was acting casual as if this was perfectly normal for her.“Fuck you Venus! When I leave here I’ll tell the police!” Rebecca grit her teeth angrily.“I promise you won’t.” Venus chuckled at Rebecca’s attempt of blackmail. “Now teach Rebecca, her place.” The fourth man who did not even touch Rebecca stood in front of her. His mighty shaft, easily 10. Bobby was once again nursing on one of Wanda's nipples. That is really special of Wanda to do. I hope so anyway.Sunday morning, John called me about six. I was making coffee when he called. He said, "We have a military prisoner airplane that will be landing at your private airfield in about an hour and ten minutes. Please have all of your prisoners, including the translator, at the airport. Each should be in both ankle and waist chains. It doesn't make any difference if they haven't been. Bad condition too." His eyes narrowed. "Where did you get it? Nowwhy would a laborer like you have a book like this?" Uh, I found it lying in the room I have rented." He eyed me skepticallyand grunted. He flicked open the pages and peered at the first. As I sawhim mouthing the words, he began frowning, then, as he turned anotherpage and began to read it, his eyes crinkled in merriment. He wasgrinning and chuckling after the next pages while I looked on in growingembarrassment."Well, Guiseppe,".