But watching her little show didn’t get me upset, I actually let out a huge laugh, which caught their attention. So I walked in and stood in front o... them. ‘What the fuck is so funny?’ Ray said angrily She was wearing a mini skirt, a tight red long-sleeve shirt, and black sneakers. Her hair was blown out dead straight. Her blue eyes were radiant with anger. ‘Don’t you get it?’ I said mockingly ‘He’s gay! That means he will never, ever, have the slightest temptation to stick his dick in you, so. Natasha, my wife, who shouldhave been out for the day, had returned after only half an hour. Icould feel her eyes burning into me, but I didn't dare to turn around.My biggest fear, my secret, was out. My wife had just discovered thatshe was married to a cross-dresser and things would never be the same."Wouldn't it be polite to look at me when I'm talking to you?" shesaid.I turned around to face her, but kept my eyes glued to the floor. Icouldn't bring myself to look into her eyes, to see the. 20 please sir.”He looked down at me, “Is 20 enough for what you did to her?” I nodded. “If you would have said no I would have given her only twenty, but I'm going to give her 30 instead. You won't disobey me again will you?”“No sir.”“Count them, you count the odds,” he pointed at me, “my beautiful Sam you count the evens.”We counted back and forth until she had taken all 30, he leaned in and caressed her ass, kissing it and soothing it. He spread her cheeks away from each other, and placed. After a few minutes Helen went back to work. She had known it would not be easy to do this with the shovel. But it was a personal; thing, and the digger was too impersonal for this part of the job.Three quarters of an hour later, the dirt now came up to Becca’s neck, which is where Helen wanted it to come to, leaving just her head above the dirt, yet still hidden deep in the hole. The sheer weight of the dirt would prevent Becca getting free.Finally, Helen sat to one side of the hole and.