I showered and dressed in a sheer red nightie with matching red stockings and heels, lube was put on the night stand. I then took a Molly and waited f...r his arrivalJust after 10:00 there was a knock at my door, I looked through the peep hole and saw 3 black men there and I knew I was in for a good time. I opened my door and there was a surprised look on their faces, I smiled and welcomed them"what kind of party do you have in mind?" one said"I was thinking about a fuck party, you guys. Tucker says the winner can have a hundred dollars of the money. The rest will go toward getting some things we need for the school." What if he doesn't choose any of them?" I asked.George grinned. "There's a spot for that, too. It's fourth in the running."By the end of the week, everyone in town, and in the community, had placed a wager. There hadn't been this much excitement since two years ago when Faye-Ann Holmes and her twin sister Raye-Ann butted heads over their family tree. According to. Then I seductively stroked his stocking-sheathed thighs, stimulated his sensitive nipples, and fondled his panty-clad penis.I like the idea of feminizing a boy. If I had a son, I'd severely spank him for being rough and aggressive. Then I'd take him to my closet and encourage him to play dress up. I'd want him to get in touch with his feminine side and I'd be very loving when he did. So I was never nicer to Billy -- never more affectionate and approving -- than when he was playing dress up in. I gathered all the courage I had in me and stepped into the room, holding the dress out in one hand to my left. He was lying on a bunch of pillows, half reclining in bed, with the covers pulled up to his waist. An open book lay face down on his stomach.“Here is the dress,” I said. I pointed at the panties. “And here is what I got to wear under it.”“I knew it,” he groaned. “I knew you’d have something up your sleeve.”I dropped the dress on the floor. I ran a hand up each arm.“Nope. No sleeves,.