They were dressed for lesbian love and we had a couple of hours to indulge in our girly desires for each other. Teasing them both, I turned from them ...nd leaning over my desk pretended to reach for something. I felt my skirt tighten around my arse, fully aware that my suspender straps would be visible through my skirt as it stretched. "Ohhh Andrea sweetness, such a tease aren't you?" cooed Fiona as I gently swayed my arse in front of them. Turning around and licking my glossy lips I sat up on. I whole heartedly agree with you and I freelyacknowledge the fact that you never came right out and wished for me to makeyou look like you do now." So, why in Heaven's name did you do it? Why did you go and turn me into agirl?" As I have told you before, mistress, in a round about manner of speaking, itwas you yourself who requested it." No, I didn't!" the beautiful blonde's retort resonated with a raw and uglysense of vehemence."Oh, yes you did, mistress!" Ackabubenlatu was adamant. "You. She was already finished with her blouse. She wasn’t wearing a bra underneath, and her pristine, C-Cup sizes breasts were in full view as she folded it and placed it on the desk behind her. Looking at her Michael found himself becoming aroused despite his nerves. ‘Holy shit!’ he thought ‘this is insane.’ His face felt hot and his palms were pure sweat. He couldn’t just stand here. Couldn’t just chicken out. Not with all of them watching. He bit his lip, watching as Ms. Chatte unzipped her. "I shrugged. "I know. No reason to be upset about it, right? It's herfault." Was I referring to Nadine. Or Stephanie."Right," she replied, visibly relieved that I wasn't mad at her. Then thephone in her bag chirped. Pulling it out, she looked at the screen. "It'smy mom. She wants me to come home right now and help with dinner." Sheput the phone back in the bag and stood up.My pulse jumped into overdrive. "Wait! What? You're going home?" My heartbegan racing."I have to, Stephen." She gestured at.