" I like it Mads, more than I ever thought. Until bonfire night it hadnever once crossed my mind that dressing like a girl would feel so good,or make ...e feel how it makes me feel." And how does it make you feel?" I asked watching him carefully."Relaxed, and comfortable with myself... Is that so bad?" Not at all babe, because I like seeing you dressed like that," I saidwith a smile. "And adore how much it has improved our bedroom life."I could see the relief in his eyes and suddenly decided that. She told me that inspite of that her hubby squeezes her breasts she always made it apoint that her breasts should not loose their shape at all and theyshould look firm always so that any young man or passer by beinstantly attracted towards her swollen breasts. She told me that sheeven took care of her nipples too. She used to consult lots of booksand see the yoga and keep fit programmes on the TV. Then I took herto the cozy bed. She lay straight on the bed. She was looking at mesexily. She was. I’m sure the hotel can pack what we have in the room and ship it to us. We have no valuables in the suite, yes?”She looked at him. He was the keeper of the valuables and important papers. “No, of course not.” She gestured at the ever-present briefcase that Georg carried.G: “Good. Then we go to Torrington direct from here. Now, you change in the small room, while I repack your gowns.”C: “Yes, sorry. I just want some jeans and boots. I didn’t mean to throw the clothes around like that, I’m. Wow, where did that come from? "Hi." That was all he said before Liz came running up with the camera and loud mouth. My nipples just kept getting harder as I watched him with her. He would just smile at me, like he knew what was going on. My pussy was dripping and I didn't know why. The man hadn't even gotten close to me. He motioned for the muscled hunk to come over, whispered something to him and in turn the big guy began slowly ushering Liz out of the room. "Hey?" I said. "Where's she.