My dick stiffened to a solid state as I pull her back into my clutches. She moans, I ask her "can I have it?"She replies yes in the most needful and w...nting tone I've ever heard. I swiftly get her to the bed, I'm kissing her neck and licking her, all the while raising her tight fitting summer dress too. I lay her back she, spreads those big swollen thighs to reveal her almost completely shaven black with strands of grey shaven pussy. The natural aroma of pussy, the thick musky odor is almost. I thought he was the one, you know? We were each others’ first.”She looked up at me, her lip twitching down into a frown. “It wasn’t all your fault, what happened the other night. You told me you had a girlfriend. You dropped it into the conversation a propos of nothing. That should have clued me in right there that you weren’t interested, but I just—I just needed—““You don’t have to explain,” I said.“Have you ever been dumped?”“No.”“It fucks with your head! Things between me and Tom weren’t. Brought along to all the fittings, he watched the girls pick out beautiful gowns. He wished he could pick out a dress to wear, too.By the time Casey was ten, his parents allowed him to stay in the empty house after school. As long as he reported in at the Anderson's, he was on his own. He was spending his afternoons on the Internet. Casey was exposed to an unlimited variety of topics on the World Wide Web including gender dysphasia and transsexualism. He read all he could. He visited web sites,. It's then that I noticed that the tags on my collar hadsome different words. The medallions now read "Sissy", "Slut", "Bimbo"and I began to think I was becoming Prissy-Sissy Submissy for real andforever.I reported upstairs and did the usual breakfast preparation and waitedfor Master William and Mistress Helen while standing in my usual spot inthe corner. Master William was already dressed for work in a suit andtie. That's when I realized it was Monday already and I began to wonderabout my job..