A young housewife across from me was opening and closing her legs like a telegraph signal giving me little flashes of her pretty pink panties and her ...an line that was an inch or two below her panty line. Her face was hard like a slab of granite with absolutely no smile to speak of and eyes that broadcast her eternal sorrow at living in this shitty place. Yet, when my glance fell down to those almost sheer panties, I saw her hairy muff pressing against the fabric and I knew she was probably wet. Seeing the strapon nestling between Anita’s boobs was a wonderful image. Chrissy leant forward, her hands dropped to fondle Anita’s breast and her mouth sought Sue’s lips to kiss. Sue could now reach and touch two women’s breasts and it was pure joy.Chrissy moaned slightly into Sue’s kiss, enjoying her soft touch and her teasing of her pert nipples. Beneath her, Anita’s tongue searched her delights. This was better than she had imagined earlier when she glimpsed Anita’s cock shape in her. "The Teddie's gorgeous," she added. "Andnow that you've finished fitting those other bras we can move on. Dress and let's go. That nightgown can't help but look beautifulon you, and I can see you love it, so we'll take it without furtherado. Honey, you're now exactly what you wanted to be, aren't you?" In a way," I said. "I did agree to try to be a woman. I didagree to live like one for a whole year at least, and the more Ithought about it the more I wanted it. I have felt grateful to. "Your mummy. Can I have her?"Buffy released her and sat back, shocked. "You... you won't hurt her?"Drusilla looked as if Buffy had just stabbed her. "I want her to be my mummy. I don't want to hurt her. I would never. She's been hurt enough already."Buffy decided then and there “I invite you into my home."* * *Buffy quietly opened the door of Joyce's' bedroom. She was asleeep, Buffy's slayer senses picking up her shallow breathing. As silently as possible Buffy and Drusilla crept inside.Buffy.