After speaking to Billy on the phone I had to go to bed, I was so worried, where was Bradley? His parents had tried to get the police to look, but the... said that they couldn't do anything for 24 hours, but I knew they'd never find him anyway, at least not yet. I knew that, HE, had Bradley, whoever HE was.I could still feel the touch of his hands on me, I couldn't help it, I was lying in bed and I slipped my hand under my nightdress and panties, touching that place, I quickly pulled my hand out. Could I even really imagine what that was like or what to expect? The last couple years I have had my share of guys coming through and I had been married so it wasn’t like I wasn’t familiar with sex, but … a slut …I Googled it. Slut: noun; a woman who has sexual relationships with a lot of men without any emotional involvement. Well, yeah, that was already established. Mr. Woodburn and clients. But, what did that mean? What kind of sex? My mind led me to a conclusion that there might. ........I am a 24 year old male to female transsexual, I have been dressing up as a a woman since I was 14 and had nylon led sexual fun since my early teens. Often wanking myself whilst wearing a pair of sheer stockings. The result is that today I have a very large wardrobe of clothes and shoes, I am completely smooth all over apart from a landing strip and have manicured nails and shaped eyebrows and with killer legs in high heels. I am single but I had this strong desire to go dogging. I. “Are you ready for this my Pet Josh? Do you want me to show you the things that I know? Do you want to please me?” “Yes Madame. More than anything.”At this she walks over to me and reaches for my hand. I hand it to her and with a gentle tug she beckons me to stand and then we are walking hand in hand to the elevator. I’m calmer now, but only because I’ve forgotten about all the reservations I had when coming into the hotel. This is right. This is what I need.Once in the elevator Madam.