I thought my session in the shower would have kept me feeling good, but in all honesty guilt had crept in. Coupled with complaining customers I was re...dy to cry. I decided to go for a drink before I made my way back to my solitary flat. It’s not something I would usually do as I have no one to do it with, but I needed it badly. I ordered a large vodka straight and sat in a dark corner pretending I was reading a book. I sat there for a couple of hours, as I was about to leave I noticed a man. " Alright, Miss Greta I stay right here. Please don't be too long," Gregsays to Sir Gray.Sir Gray turns and walks slowly to his chambers making sure Greg gets agood view of Miss Greta's tight womanly ass. As soon as he turns thecorner Sir Gray starts running to his chambers. In no time he arrivesthere and enters in. Immediately he slips off Miss Greta's red silkdress and closes his eyes and transforms into his male self. Sir Grayputs on his male clothes and hurries back to Miss Greta's. I can remember. Your dad and uncles…” She tutted and rolled her eyes before going on to say, “Their bedding was disgusting. Spunk on the sheets.”Again, battered by the barrage of words and unable to speak, all I could do was look at her.“You want to see what I’m wearing under my dressing gown?”I blinked, thrown by the question.“Not a lot,” my grandmother added. “Stockings and a suspender-belt. That’s all.”“Gran,” I managed to gurgle.“Want to see?”Before my brain could register the full. She instructed him to purchase various and sundry sexual devices and then to model them on a web cam for her enjoyment. he said once he had to wear a chastity device called a ‘Cock Cage’ and then after stealing a pair of his wife’s panties he was made to prance around his office to show them off to his new mistress. I asked him why he allowed himself to do such rash acts for a person he’d never met or even seen. I knew what his answer would be but was curious to see if he would know. He said.